The shadow isn’t darkness;
it’s the soft imprint of your smile that remains,
lingering like light upon the water
long after the moment has passed.
Some smiles disappear from our sight,
but never from our hearts;
they leave behind a light
that even absence cannot extinguish.
My heart refuses to let it fade.
It remembers the warmth of your embraces,
a quiet tenderness that returns
whenever I look at your picture.
For what remains is not darkness,
but the tenderness of your memory,
a gentle echo within my heart
long after you are no longer here.