There’s a place inside my memory where your laughter still resides
fading like a summer song but bright enough to sting
Though time has tried to wash away the warmth your touch provides
my heart recalls it softly with the echoes that it brings
Sometimes I hear your footsteps walking gently through my chest
as if the past has folded into now without a seam
You linger in the corners that my quiet can’t suppress
a living fragment drifting through the chambers of my dream
If fate had opened earlier the doors that kept us far
you might’ve stayed long enough for love to find its voice
But still your spirit lingers like a slowly dying star
reminding me that tenderness is often not a choice
Should life be kind enough to circle back let time renew
I’ll meet you where the dawn begins and sorrow starts to fade
For even when the world forgets
somewhere my heart remembers you—
in every silent moment
that your memory has made