In the quiet corners of the night,
I hear your laughter in the breeze,
A gentle whisper, soft and light,
Carrying memories like autumn leaves.
The stars above, they seem to know,
Of dreams we shared beneath their glow,
Yet here I stand, with shadows cast,
Yearning for a love that couldnât last.
In dreams, your face appears so near,
A fleeting vision, crystal clear,
But morning breaks, and youâre afar,
A distant wish upon a star.
Time moves on, yet still I find,
Your spirit lingers in my mind,
A silent echo, a tender sigh,
Until we meet beyond the sky.