In the silence, I hear your voice
a whispered echo, a haunting choice
to hold on to memories, or let them fade
a bittersweet reminder, of the love we've made.

Your absence gapes, like an open sea
a vast and endless void, that's impossible to see i'm lost and adrift, without a shore
a fragile soul, searching for more.

In dreams, I see your smiling face
a fleeting glimpse, of a love that's been erased I reach out to touch, but you're gone
leaving me with tears, and a heart that's turned to stone.

Time may heal, but it won't erase
the memories of you, and the love we've made in the shadows of my mind, you'll stay
a bittersweet reminder, of what's been lost along the way.

So I'll hold on to these echoes of you
a fragile thread, that connects me to you
and though you're gone, your memory stays
a haunting reminder, of the love that we've made.