the space you left“i don’t miss you like a fire misses flame— i miss you like silence misses sound. not in the burning, but in the echo, in the stillness that came after you left.”—— Darshan Regmimore poemsif you leavethere was a time you'd get mad over nothing a missed call, a joke that landed wrong, silence that stretched too longi knowi know there is no us i've known it long enoughwasting…am i really wasting my time, time on that one person