The room still holds your echo's trace,
A whisper lost in time and space.
Your laughter lingers in the air,
A ghost of joy that isn't there.
I reach, but only find the night,
A fading warmth, a vanished light.
No final word, no soft goodbye—
Just tears beneath a quiet sky.
Yet in this ache, I learn anew,
How deep we love is shown in you.