Under the silent arches, your shadow waits for me,
Footsteps like fading verses of a half-forgotten plea.
The city hums in whispers, yet I can’t hear its tone,
For all I chase are echoes of the places we had known.
Silent arches, holding time in place,
Every curve remembers how you brushed my face.
Even when the night forgets your name,
The arches glow and call me just the same.
Stone by stone, your memory stays,
Tracing my skin in endless ways.
I walk through arches, silent yet loud,
Lost in the ghost of a love I vowed.