In the quiet moments of the night,
When the world seems still and bare,
A whisper echoes through the silence,
A reminder of what’s no longer there.

The memories dance like shadows,
Flickering in the dimming light,
A tapestry of joy and sorrow,
Woven in the depths of night.

The heart aches with the weight of absence,
Yet finds solace in the love once known,
A bittersweet melody that lingers,
In the spaces where you’ve grown.

Though the tears may fall like rain,
And the pain feels like a never-ending sea,
There is beauty in the love remembered,
A gentle balm for the soul’s plea.