In the quiet hours of the night,
When the world is hushed, and still,
I feel the echo of your light,
Yet I know Iâve had my fill.
Your laughter once a melody,
Now a ghostly, distant sound,
I cling to fading memory,
As I place my feet on solid ground.
The ache of loveâs last tender kiss,
A bittersweet and fleeting touch,
I release my heart into the abyss,
Knowing I have loved too much.
With teary eyes and heavy heart,
I whisper soft goodbyes,
Letting go, we drift apart,
Beneath the vast, forgiving skies.