Echoes of Heartbreak

A cycle of poems «Everything Hurts and I Am Almost Famous»

I traced our names in sidewalk cracks, now the rain just washed them out,
Like every promise that you made before you turned and walked downtown.
Your voice still hums in empty rooms, a ghost I can’t erase,
A bittersweet reminder of the love we used to waste.

I burned the letters, but the smoke still spells your name,
A pyre of "forevers" gone up in flames.

I’m drowning in the echoes of heartbreak,
Every whisper’s like a tidal wave.
You’re the ghost in every song,
The silence when the night drags on.
I scream, but no one hears a sound,
Just the echo of us crashing down.
Yeah, the past won’t let me go,
It’s a broken record on repeat, so slow.

I found your sweater in my closet like some relic from the past,
Still smells like stolen weekends that were never meant to last.
The photographs are fading, but the ache feels brand-new,
A highlight reel of happiness I’ll never get back with you.

I changed the numbers, but my fingers still dial yours,
A muscle memory of a love that’s lost its course.

I’m drowning in the echoes of heartbreak,
Every whisper’s like a tidal wave.
You’re the ghost in every song,
The silence when the night drags on.
I scream, but no one hears a sound,
Just the echo of us crashing down.
Yeah, the past won’t let me go,
It’s a broken record on repeat, so slow.

Maybe time’s supposed to heal, but it’s just a sharper knife,
Carving out the parts of me that knew you as my life.
I’d erase it all to feel your hand just one more night,
But the echoes are the only thing you left behind.

I’m drowning in the echoes of heartbreak,
A symphony of "almosts" and mistakes.
You’re the melody, you’re the ache,
The phantom pain I can’t escape.
I scream, but no one hears a sound,
Just the echo of us crashing down.
Yeah, the past won’t set me free,
It’s the shadow always haunting me.