In the quiet of the night, I hear your voice,
Whispered through the leaves in the gentle breeze,
A lullaby of memories, a symphony of sorrow,
Your absence, a presence that never leaves.

The days stretch long, shadows cast by your absence,
Each moment a reminder, a silent tear,
In the corners of my heart, you linger,
A ghost of a smile, a whisper of what was dear.

The world moves on, indifferent to my pain,
Yet in my chest, a storm rages on,
The ache of your loss, a wound unhealed,
The grief, a constant companion, a relentless dawn.

But in the darkness, I find a flicker of light,
A memory of you, a beacon in the night,
Though you’re gone, your love remains,
A testament to a bond that time cannot fight.