In the quiet shadows of time we tread, Each moment slipping, heavy as lead.
Your laughter fades like distant chimes, As I stand witness, counting the crimes.
Of endless hours, stealing your light, Turning days into whispers, fading from sight.
With every tick, the memories flow, A river of dreams, where tender hearts go.
In the tapestry of life, our thread was woven and saved,
Now the fabric frays at the edges, my dear,
And I dread the silence that draws ever near.
What solace lies in the echoes of days, When joy intertwines with the heart"s heavy maze?
I wish for a magic that halts aging"s hand, To pause the inevitable, to make us both stand.
Yet reality beckons, a journey"s end near, And the thought of goodbye fills my soul with fear.
So I cherish each heartbeat, each glance, every sigh,
For the day will arise when I must let you fly.
In the depths of this sorrow, our love will reside,
A bond unbroken, though secrets only we know inside.
You were my anchor through storms that we braved,
In the moonlit nights where hope was engraved.
Yet with every dawn, a shadow looms wide,
Reminding me gently that time does not bide.
What if tomorrow takes you away?
What echoes of laughter will linger and sway?
As time grinds onward, relentless and cruel,
I fear we"ll be mere memories, lost in its pool.
So around every corner, my heart holds its breath,
Counting each moment, knowing of death.
Yet in this cacophony of love intertwined, Each sigh that escapes brings solace we find.
For now, let us dance in the twilight"s embrace,
Holding on tightly, this beautiful chase.
I"ll treasure each whisper, each heartbeat you share,
For this fleeting existence is precious and rare.
So, until then, l"ll hold you close, my friend,
In the whispers of night where our stories blend.
Though shadows grow long, and the journey may bend,
In the quiet of time, love transcends, my dear,
And we"ll meet again beyond each whispered tear.
ROCHELLE