In the quiet echoes of a love once known, A silhouette of you in dreams has grown, The only star that graced my endless night, Now lost beyond the reach of morning's light. Where once your laughter filled the hollow halls, Now silence drapes its melancholic walls. My heart, a vacant chamber, cold and bare, A shadowed void, where once you breathed the air. I walk through days draped in a dusk's regret, A solitary path my heart has met. Forever etched upon my soul's deep hue, The empty ache of losing only you.