In the silence of waiting, time drifts like a whisper,
Each second stretching into an eternity,
The heart beats a rhythm of hope and longing,
As shadows dance in the twilight of uncertainty.

The moon rises, casting a silver glow,
Across the empty spaces where you should be,
Stars twinkle like promises unspoken,
In the vast expanse of night’s sea.

I listen to the wind’s gentle sigh,
Carrying dreams of your return,
Each breath a prayer, each moment a wish,
That soon, our hearts will again burn.

Until then, I linger in this quiet reverie,
Holding onto the fragments of our past,
Awaiting the day your footsteps echo,
Bringing you back to me at last.