In the quiet hours of the night,
When stars shimmer with gentle light,
I feel the echo of your laughter,
A melody I long to capture.

The moon reflects your tender gaze,
In dreams we wander endless ways,
Yet waking brings the hollow ache,
Of moments lost, hearts that break.

Your presence lingers in the breeze,
A sweet reminder that never leaves,
In every shadow, every sigh,
Your absence paints the midnight sky.

I reach for whispers soft and dear,
In hopes to find you ever near,
But time, relentless, moves along,
Leaving behind your silent song.