In the quiet of the night, where shadows softly play,
I hear the whispers of a love that slipped away.
A gentle breeze carries your scent, so faint,
In the canvas of my heart, youâre a faded paint.
Once we danced beneath the silver moon’s glow,
Now I wander alone, where the wild roses grow.
Memories linger like stars in a distant sky,
Each a reminder of the time we said goodbye.
Your laughter was the song the winds would sing,
A melody lost, like a bird with a broken wing.
Yet in the silence, your voice softly calls,
In dreams, you return, where our love never falls.
Though time has turned the pages of our days,
In my soul, your light forever stays.
A love once dreamed, now an echo in the night,
Still, I hold on to the shadows of your light.