In the quiet whispers of the night, I hear your voice,
A shadow of laughter, a distant choice.
Memories flood like a relentless tide,
In every corner where the heartstrings hide.

The days are long, the nights even longer,
Each moment a battle to feel stronger.
Your absence, a hollow, an endless ache,
A wound so deep, it can never break.

Time moves forward, yet I remain,
Trapped in the echoes of our shared pain.
The world spins on, but I stand still,
Lost in the void that you used to fill.

Though you are gone, your spirit lingers,
In the touch of the breeze, in the dance of fingers.
I hold onto the love, the memories dear,
Until we meet again, I’ll shed a tear.