In the quiet corners of my heart’s expanse,Where shadows dance with lingering grace,Your absence hums a mournful song,In whispered tones that time cannot erase.The morning light feels pale and dim,As memories weave their delicate thread,Binding moments once shared with you,Now echoing in the silence instead.The world spins on in rhythmic tide,Yet here I stand, in stillness bound,Seeking solace in the gentle breeze,Where once your laughter’s warmth was found.In dreams, your face still softly gleams,A beacon through the misty night,And though you’ve gone beyond my reach,Your spirit fills my soul with light.