10/10/2025
🌅🍃💛
Each morning light, I see your place,
An empty bench, a sacred space. 🌿
The breeze that moves the golden field,
Speaks softly of what time can’t heal. 🌬️
I sit and think of all we shared,
The love, the laughter, how you cared. ❤️
Your absence hums through gentle air,
A quiet ache beyond repair. 💔
The sun still rises, skies still glow,
But part of me won’t let you go. ☀️
For every day, in still retreat,
My soul replays where hearts once meet. 💫
If heaven hears, I hope you know,
I miss you more than words can show. 🌙
This bench, this view, this golden hue,
Will always lead me back to you. 🌾
— Silent Tears For You.
