In the quietest hours of the night,
I find myself adrift on time’s gentle tide,
Counting stars that whisper your name,
In the silence, my heart abides.

The moon softly casts its silver glow,
A witness to the dreams I weave,
Each moment stretched, an eternity,
As I wait for you, refusing to grieve.

The echoes of laughter linger still,
A melody that dances through my mind,
Every shadow holds a trace of you,
In the darkness, your love I find.

Yet here I stand, on the edge of dawn,
Hoping the winds will carry you near,
In this endless vigil, I remain,
For your presence, my heart holds dear.