Where Memories Stay

<div class="pv-stanza"><p>They do not vanish with the light,</p><p>nor crumble as the seasons turn;</p><p>they linger in the folds of air,</p><p>where embers still refuse to burn.</p></div><div class="pv-stanza"><p>An empty chair beside the pane,</p><p>a teacup cooled an hour ago,</p><p>the scent of winter in the hall,</p><p>and streets covered in quiet snow.</p></div><div class="pv-stanza"><p>We keep the keys to rooms we left,</p><p>and walk along the halls alone,</p><p>learning that grief is simply love</p><p>with nowhere left to call its own.</p></div>