In the silence of the night, I hear your name,
A whisper carried by the wind, soft and tame.
My heart aches with each passing breeze,
As memories of you bring me to my knees.

The stars above shine with your light,
Reminding me of your gentle might.
I reach out to touch, but you’re not there,
Leaving me lost in this endless despair.

Days turn into nights, and nights into dreams,
Where your presence is real, or so it seems.
I hold onto shadows, fragments of you,
Hoping one day, these dreams will come true.

Until then, I’ll wait, with a heart so pure,
Bearing the pain, as I silently endure.
For missing you is a sorrowful art,
Etched deeply within the core of my heart.