In the silence where you once laughed loud,
Echoes of your voice still linger, proud.
Shadows dance where you used to stand,
Empty spaces touched by your gentle hand.
I walk alone through memories, now cold,
Searching for warmth in stories told.
The scent of you in the breezeâs sigh,
A bittersweet reminder of goodbye.
The nights are long without your light,
Stars dimmed in a moonless night.
Dreams of you, a fleeting embrace,
A phantom touch in a vacant space.
Though you are gone, your spirit stays,
Guiding me through the darkest days.
In every tear and whispered prayer,
I find you, lost but always there.