In the quiet corners of my heart,
I search for whispers of your laughter,
Yet find only echoes in the silence,
The shadows of what once was true.

The days stretch long without your light,
As moments pass in muted hues,
Each tick of time a gentle reminder,
Of paths we walked, now out of view.

A tapestry of memories weaved,
With threads of joy and strands of tears,
Now frayed, unraveling in the breeze,
As loss paints pictures of our yesteryears.

Yet in this void, I hold you close,
In dreams where time cannot divide,
For love’s deep roots, though unseen,
Still flourish in the fields inside.