In the quiet moments before dawn’s light,
Where shadows linger in the heart’s gentle fold,
I feel the whisper of your fading sight,
A story of love that remains untold.

The echoes of laughter still dance in the air,
Memories woven in the fabric of time,
Yet here I stand, with a heart laid bare,
Facing the distance, a mountain to climb.

With every step, the world turns cold,
Yet in my chest, your warmth remains,
A bittersweet tale of love untold,
Written in the tears of autumn rains.

And though the path leads me far from you,
Know this love was never in vain,
For in the night’s gentle, endless hue,
Our souls will meet beyond the pain.