The sun dips low, as shadows start to blend,
In the soft light, where dreams and memories meet,
We stand on the precipice of an uncharted end,
Knowing our hearts will forever keep this beat.

Gentle whispers of goodbye float in the air,
As the horizon swallows the last golden ray,
We hold tight to moments, precious and rare,
Cherishing each second as we drift away.

The stars emerge, a silent, shimmering choir,
Singing songs of parting, of distance and time,
We are but travelers, bound by our desire,
To seek new horizons, to climb and to climb.

Yet in the darkness, a promise softly gleams,
That in this goodbye, there’s hope to be found,
For in every ending, a new dawn redeems,
And our spirits will lift, unbroken, unbound.