The sun dips low, painting skies with golden tears,
A gentle breeze carries whispers of parting sighs,
In the quiet dusk, hearts embrace fleeting fears,
As shadows stretch long, we bid our tender goodbyes.

Leaves rustle softly, sharing secrets of past days,
Each moment lingers, like echoes of laughter gone,
We stand on the edge of time, in twilight’s gentle haze,
Holding memories close, as the night moves on.

Stars awaken, shimmering in the velvet night,
Guiding our souls through the darkened, silent sea,
Though paths diverge, love remains a constant light,
Whispering promises of what yet may be.

With a heavy heart, we turn to face tomorrow,
Carrying the warmth of yesterday’s gentle glow,
In every farewell lies a trace of sweet sorrow,
Yet, in every ending, new beginnings grow.