In the quiet of the night, I sit and wait,
The moon whispers secrets only the stars translate.
Each tick of the clock, a gentle reminder,
Of moments shared, making my heart grow fonder.

The breeze carries your name, soft and light,
As I hold onto memories, wrapped in twilight.
Your laughter echoes in the silence here,
A melody sweet, drawing you near.

Shadows dance on the walls, a silent ballet,
As I dream of words I wish to say.
In this space, love paints its art,
With strokes of longing, from heart to heart.

So I wait, with hope as my guiding star,
Knowing each moment brings you not far.
In the tapestry of night, I weave and mend,
Until the dawn where we meet again.