In the quiet echoes of an empty room,
Where shadows dance with fading light,
I find your laughter in the gloom,
A whisper that softens the night.

The world spins on, indifferent and cold,
Yet here, time pauses, breathes your name,
In memories tender, stories told,
Your spirit lingers, a gentle flame.

Tears weave patterns on weary cheeks,
Each drop a testament to love’s embrace,
In this solitude, my heart still seeks,
The warmth of your once familiar face.

Yet in this grief, a strength is born,
In loss, a love that does not fade,
For though my heart is tattered and worn,
Your legacy in my soul is laid.