In the quiet hours of the night, I weep,
For memories of us that I tried to keep.
The whispers of your voice, now just a ghost,
Lost in the echoes of what I loved most.

The seasons change, and time moves on,
Like a river that flows, never withdrawn.
Though my heart aches with the weight of the past,
I know that this pain will not forever last.

I’ve walked through the fire, felt every burn,
Yet from the ashes, there is much to learn.
In the emptiness, I found a new light,
A beacon of hope in the darkest night.

So here I stand, with scars that show,
A testament to love’s ebb and flow.
For in losing you, I found my way,
To a brighter dawn, a brand new day.