In the quiet hours, when the world is still,
I hear your laughter in the evening chill.
A whisper, a memory, soft as the breeze,
Brushing my heart like the rustling of trees.
The stars tonight, they glow in vain,
For without your light, they cannot sustain.
The moon, though bright, seems pale and cold,
Without your warmth for me to hold.
Each moment without you feels like a sigh,
A pause in the heartbeat of the sky.
Your absence lingers, soft yet strong,
Like the echo of an unfinished song.
I miss the way your eyes would gleam,
The way your smile colored my dream.
And though we’re apart, our love remains,
A fire that burns through distance and pains.
So until you’re here, my soul will wait,
In this space where love transcends fate.
And in the silence, I’ll find you near—
In every star, in every tear.
