I held your name like a whispered prayer,
Kept it close, though time stripped it bare.
The edges of what once had burned,
A fire fierce… now overturned.
I traced your soft voice in midnight air,
As if the wind could place you there,
Yet all I grasped were empty sighs,
Ghosts of that love in hollow skies.
I wove your laughter into dreams,
A tapestry of bright, golden seams,
But even silk begins to fray,
And colors slip… then fade away.
I swore the past would not erase,
That love could linger, hold its place.
Yet silence crept where echoes secretly grew,
And now, my heart forgets the hue that was you.
I tried… tried so hard to cage the light,
But time was stronger in its endless flight,
And all that’s left is something dim,
A fading song, a phantom hymn.
I promised I would never forget,
To remember it like it was yesterday we met,
But as I helplessly watch your memory go,
Your voice leaves behind a fading echo.
