In the quiet corners of an empty room,
Echoes linger where laughter once bloomed,
Memories dance in the gentle light,
Fading slowly into the night.

The silence speaks in a language old,
Of stories shared and hands to hold,
With every breath, a name we sigh,
When shadows whisper of days gone by.

A heart remembers what time may steal,
The warmth, the touch, the love so real,
Yet in the stars, a trace remains,
A silent witness to love’s refrains.

Though time may drift and seasons change,
The bond we shared remains unchained,
For in the heart, you’ll always stay,
A light that guides the darkest day.