In the quiet whispers of the night,
Your laughter echoes in my mind.
Like a gentle breeze, soft and light,
Your presence I still find.

The summer days we spent in glee,
Beneath the shade of the old oak tree.
The world was ours, wild and free,
A love that was meant to be.

Time may fade, as seasons change,
But memories of you remain the same.
In my heart, they softly arrange,
A beautiful, eternal flame.

Though you are miles away,
In dreams, we meet again.
In the memories, we stay,
Forever, without end.