In the quiet corners of my heart,
Where whispers of you softly reside,
I find the echoes of your laughter,
That the winds of time cannot divide.

The stars above seem dimmer now,
Missing the light your presence cast,
Their shimmer reflects my longing,
For memories that fade too fast.

The gentle rustle of autumn leaves,
Reminds me of your tender touch,
In dreams, I walk beside you still,
Yearning for the warmth I miss so much.

In the stillness of the night,
Your absence whispers in the breeze,
A haunting melody of love,
That time and distance cannot cease.