In the quiet echo of the night,
Your laughter fades, a distant light,
Memories linger, shadows cast,
In the heart, the moments last.

The world feels colder, skies more gray,
Since you have gone, flown away,
Yet in each tear, a sparkle gleams,
For in dreams, you live in beams.

The empty chair, the silent phone,
Reminders that I’m not alone,
For though you’re gone, you’re here in part,
Alive within my beating heart.

So as the days and nights unfold,
I’ll cherish stories, retell the old,
In every breeze, your whisper’s near,
My friend, forever, always here.