In the quiet hush of evening’s glow,
Where whispered winds softly blow,
I feel your presence in the fading light,
A shadow lingering in the night.

Your laughter echoes in the silent halls,
A melody that rises and falls,
Yet in the stillness, a void remains,
A silent heart in endless chains.

The world moves on, as worlds must do,
Yet every step I take feels askew,
For in the spaces where you used to be,
Lies a part of my soul, set free.

Though tears may fall like gentle rain,
In the garden of memories, you’ll remain,
A bloom of love that never fades,
In the heart’s enduring serenades.