In the quiet of the night, your memory lingers,
A ghostly whisper that haunts my dreams,
Once, our love burned bright as the stars,
Now, only shadows remain, tearing at the seams.

I walk alone where we once tread,
The echoes of your laughter fade,
Each step a reminder of what we lost,
My heartache, an unending cascade.

The sun rises, yet warmth eludes me,
Your absence, a cold and bitter wind,
I search for solace in the dawn,
But find only the hollow where you had been.

The days stretch on, a weary march,
Time, the healer, moves so slow,
Lost love, a wound that scars the soul,
In the silence, my broken heart echoes low.