In the quiet of the night, shadows softly weep,
Whispers of love linger where memories sleep.
A heart once full, now carries the weight,
Of moments lost, and the silent debate.

Through the haze of tears, love’s light breaks through,
A gentle reminder of what once was true.
In every tear, a story is told,
Of love and loss, both tender and bold.

Grief, an uninvited guest, takes its place,
Yet love remains, a gentle embrace.
In the depths of sorrow, hope finds a way,
To honor the love that never fades away.

In the garden of memories, love blooms anew,
A testament to the bond that grief cannot undo.
For in the heart, where love and grief meet,
There lies a beauty, both bittersweet.