A phantom touch that stirs within my heart.
The empty space beside me, through the long night, A constant echo, holding you ever so tight.

What is grief, if not love persevering?
It's the very essence of all that's worth endearing.

A silent promise, breathed into the air,
A love that lingers, showing how deeply I still care.

For in the depths of sorrow's vast, dark sea,
Our love's bright flame still burns eternally.

It molds the pain, transforms each lonely sigh,
A bond unbroken, beneath our boundless sky.