This callous night
Has no regrets
Love has died
And pain reflects
Its shadow dark
Upon the floor
Of an empty room
We are no more.
This quiet night
Its voice is mute
Its sorrow framed
Heartache acute
With silent steps
Upon memories trail
Hand in hand
No longer brave.
Moments whisper
Hours melt
Remembering how
Once it felt
As if the walls
Of life to fall
Now distant is
My lonely call.