In the quiet of the night, a whisper soft and low,  

A tiny heart that never beat, a love we’ll never know.  

A dream that danced on fragile wings, a hope that shone so bright,  

Now cradled in the arms of time, a star that slipped from sight.  


You were a flicker, a fleeting spark, a promise yet to bloom,  

A gentle sigh, a tender wish, a light that filled the room.  

Though moments shared were far too few, your spirit lingers near,  

In every tear, in every smile, in every whispered prayer.  


The world feels heavy, shadows long, as I learn to walk this road,  

Yet in the depths of sorrow’s grasp, your memory is my ode.  

For love is not defined by time, nor bound by earthly ties,  

In every heartbeat, every breath, your essence never dies.  


So here I hold you in my heart, a treasure deep and true,  

A bond that time cannot erase, a love that’s born anew.  

Though I must learn to say goodbye, I’ll carry you with grace,  

For in the tapestry of life, you’ve woven your own place.  


And when the stars light up the sky, I’ll look for you above,  

A shining light, a guiding star, a symbol of my love.  

In every dawn, in every dusk, your spirit will remain,  

A precious part of who I am, a love that knows no pain.