The night fades, but I’m still here,
waiting through a silence that never ends.
The passing wind whispers softly,
bringing your name back to my heart.
Old wounds no longer bleed,
only a quiet warmth remains.
People come and go as time moves on,
but your shadow still stays, unmoving.
Slowly, I learn to let you go,
though a trace of longing still lingers inside.
I know not every beautiful thing is meant to stay—
some are meant to be remembered, gently.
And now that I’ve found this calm,
I finally understand—
peace sometimes only comes
after losing someone you love.
So if one day,
my name crosses your mind,
I won’t ask for much—
just smile, even if it’s only for a moment.