Beneath the moon’s soft, silver glow,
I trace the shadows of our past,
In silent whispers, memories flow,
Of a love that couldn’t last.

Your laughter once filled the air,
Like a melody, sweet and bright,
Now silence reigns where joy was shared,
In the stillness of the night.

The stars that once shone for us,
Now flicker with a distant gleam,
As I walk through fields of dust,
Haunted by a shattered dream.

Though time may heal the deepest scars,
And days may turn to years,
The ghost of love still lingers far,
In the well of silent tears.