In the quiet of the night, shadows whisper,
Echoes of memories left behind,
A heart once full, now a hollow chamber,
Searching for solace, yet none to find.

The stars above, they seem to shiver,
Reflecting tears that silently fall,
A soul adrift on a boundless river,
Mourning a loss, feeling so small.

Each dawn brings a new day, yet the sorrow lingers,
A constant companion, a ghostly friend,
Time may heal, but the heart still fingers,
The scars of a love that met its end.

In every breath, a silent yearning,
For moments past, now out of reach,
A flame of hope, forever burning,
In the depths where memories beseech.