In the quiet of the night, I hear your name,
Whispers carried by the gentle breeze,
Stars above flicker like your distant gaze,
Reminding me of moments lost in time.
The moon casts shadows where you once stood,
Echoes of laughter now a distant hum,
In dreams, I find your touch, so warm,
Yet wake to cold, a void where you belong.
Memories dance like autumn leaves,
Caught in the currents of a restless heart,
Each thought of you a bittersweet embrace,
Lingering in the spaces you left behind.
Yet hope remains, a flicker in the dark,
That one day paths may cross once more,
Until then, in silence, I await,
Counting stars and whispers in the night.