In the quiet corners of my room,
Where echoes of laughter used to dwell,
Now silence paints the walls with gloom,
Yet hope whispers tales only time can tell.

The windows frame a world so still,
Masked faces pass with stories untold,
The heart learns to bend to its will,
Finding warmth in memories of old.

Days stretch long in their silent embrace,
Yet stars still dance in the vast night sky,
Reminding us of an eternal grace,
That love remains though moments pass by.

In solitude, we find our strength anew,
In every tear, a seed of tomorrow’s laughter,
Though apart, our hearts remain true,
Together we’ll weave a brighter chapter.