In the whisper of the night, shadows softly weep,
Hearts entwined with memories, in silence they sleep.
The echoes of laughter, once vibrant and bright,
Fade into the mist of an eternal night.
A gentle breeze carries the scent of the past,
Through the corridors of time, memories cast.
The stars above, in their silent gaze,
Hold the stories of love in their endless maze.
As dawn breaks, with its tender light,
The pain of loss burns, sharp and tight.
Yet in the shadows, a warmth remains,
A testament to love, despite the chains.
In the quiet moments, when the world is still,
The heart finds solace, a gentle thrill.
For though death parts, it cannot sever,
The bonds of love that last forever.