In the quiet of the evening, shadows softly creep,
Whispers of the silent night, where lonely hearts weep.
Stars above are shining, distant and cold,
A reminder of stories left untold.
The echoes of laughter fade into the past,
Memories of moments that couldnât last.
Alone with my thoughts, I wander through,
Seeking solace in the skies of blue.
The moonlight gently kisses the earth,
Illuminating dreams of forgotten worth.
Yet in this solitude, I find my peace,
Embracing the silence that will never cease.
With every heartbeat, I learn to mend,
Finding strength in the quiet to transcend.
For in this stillness, I’m never truly alone,
As the whispers of the night become my own.