In the echoes of our whispers, lost in a twilight's sigh,
A melody of memories, under the moonlit sky.
Shadows dance in silence, as stars refuse to shine,
Holding onto fragments, of what once was 'you and I'.
Can't escape these reveries, in the rhythm of the rain,
Each drop a symphony, of joy and piercing pain.
In the whispers of the wind, I hear your voice so clear,
A haunting harmony, of love that's lost, but still so near.