Strolling down lanes wrapped in echoes of our past,
Where laughter and sweet whispers like shadows cast.
A tapestry of moments, once vivid, now serene,
In every nook, our saga silently convenes.
Your essence lingers in the air, a tender trace,
A ghostly caress in this familiar place.
Whispers entwined with the twilight's gentle sigh,
In the glow of dusk, our memories never die.
Fleeting shadows where our laughter once danced free,
At our secret rendezvous beneath the old oak tree.
The echo of a kiss, a touch that time can't sever,
In this sacred spot, our spirits meet forever.
Bound by a love, timeless and profound,
In memories, our hearts forever are found.
Though paths diverged under life's relentless sky,
Within me, the essence of us will never die.
Seasons have turned, and you've journeyed far beyond,
Yet in the realm of memory, I fondly respond.
Wishing for a twist of fate, a moment reborn,
Clutching at echoes, in the silence of the morn.
As pictures dim and years unceasingly flow,
Your presence is a light that eternally will glow.
Through life's journey, until my final breath,
You are my undying love, transcending death.