In the quiet of the night,
where sorrow deeply rests,
I find myself adrift,
in the shadows of my quest.
The tears that fall like rain,
each drop, a memoryâs trace,
I search for peace in pain,
in the echoes of your face.
Through the darkness, I wander,
seeking fragments of your smile,
in the corners of my heart,
where you linger for a while.
Healing comes in whispers,
gentle as the morning light,
with each dawn, a new beginning,
as I embrace the endless night.