In the quiet of the night, I hear your name,
A whisper carried on the moonlit breeze,
Fragments of memories, like scattered stars,
Illuminate the darkness of my broken dreams.

Your laughter echoes through the hollow halls,
Once filled with warmth, now shadowed by despair,
The silent cries of love lost to the past,
Echo in the chambers of this weary heart.

I reach for remnants of the love we knew,
But find only the silence of empty arms,
A melody of sorrow, softly sung,
In the solitude where once our passions burned.

Yet even as the tears begin to fade,
The scars remain, a testament to pain,
In the gentle embrace of night’s cold breath,
I find the strength to dream of dawn again.