A World Without Her

In a world without her, the days feel long, The sun's light dim, the birds' sweet song, Echoes faint in empty skies, A silent whisper of goodbyes. Flowers bloom but lack their grace, Nature wears a solemn face, Colors fade and shadows grow, Time moves on, but oh, so slow. In a world without her, the nights are cold, Stars above, stories untold, Moonlight's glow a hollow beam, Lost within a distant dream. Memories linger, bittersweet, Her laughter's ghost in empty streets, A fleeting glimpse in every crowd, A voice that once spoke clear and loud. In a world without her, the heart still yearns, For her return, for love that burns, Yet in the void, a strength is found, A spirit forged from depths profound. For though she's gone, her essence stays, In subtle, quiet, tender ways, Her love, a whisper in the air, A world without her, yet she's there.