Missing Her

In the silence of the night I stay, Her memory never drifts away. Each breath whispers her gentle name, Yet the distance burns like a flame. The stars above don’t shine the same, The world feels empty, lost, and lame. Her laughter echoes, soft but far, My heart still chases where she are. I miss her more than words can show, Like rivers longing for their flow. Till fate unites our souls again, I’ll carry love through joy and pain.