In the quiet of the night, where memories reside,
I hear the whispers of a love that used to guide.
The stars once bright, now dimmed in sorrow,
Reflect the pain that shadows each tomorrow.

We danced in the rain, with hearts entwined,
Promises made, with futures aligned.
But time, it seems, has a cruel hand,
Turning dreams to dust, like grains of sand.

Your touch, a ghost that haunts my days,
Your voice, an echo that never stays.
I’ve tried to hold on, to keep you near,
But love, it seems, has disappeared.

So here I stand, in the aftermath,
A heart once whole, now split in half.
Though tears may fall, and nights grow long,
I’ll find my strength, and carry on.