In the quiet hours of the night,
When the stars are shy and dim,
I feel the echo of your laughter,
Whispering softly in the wind.

The days stretch long without your smile,
Each moment a gentle reminder,
Of the warmth your presence brings,
A light that’s gone, yet lingers.

I wander through the fading echoes,
Where your voice used to sing,
Searching for a trace of comfort,
In the shadows of everything.

Yet in this solitude, I find,
A tender yearning that remains,
For in missing you, I see,
The depth of love that never wanes.