I haven't learned to live without you,
my world has turned grey,
though laughter hides tears,
my heart carries a subtle mourning.
Maybe they see me strong
but inside, the storm does not cease,
I walk along paths of shadows
my soul, a whisper that barely remains.
Every day, a hidden effort,
a silent and cold battle,
the shadow of your absence embraces me,
in the echo of a laughter that one day would shine.
I have not learned to live without you, my love,
but still my heart, in its struggle, struggles.
