In the quiet of the night, where shadows dance,
Memories whisper, a fleeting trance.
The echo of laughter, now distant and faint,
Leaves behind a heart, heavy with complaint.

The days roll by, a blur of light and shade,
Each moment a reminder of what we once made.
Tears trace paths down cheeks worn and tired,
A testimony to the love that once inspired.

In the silence, I hear your voice still speak,
Softly guiding me, though my soul feels weak.
The pain of loss, a never-ending stream,
Yet in my heart, you remain, a cherished dream.

Though grief lingers like a shadow’s embrace,
I find solace in memories, a gentle grace.
For in each tear, a piece of you survives,
Forever etched in the story of our lives.