In the quiet corridors of memory’s fading light,
Where whispers of time gently take flight,
A tapestry woven with threads of forget,
In the shadows of moments, we silently met.

Once vibrant stories now drift away,
Echoes of laughter in yesterday’s sway,
A face in the mirror, a name in the mist,
Lost in the folds of a forgotten twist.

Yet in the heart, a flicker remains,
Of love that endures, unbroken by chains,
Through the haze of a world redefined,
A soul untouched, eternally kind.

Hold their hand in the stillness of night,
Guide them gently with love’s tender light,
For even as memories slowly decay,
The essence of love forever will stay.