In the Echoes of the Night

In the silence of the night, she cries
Tears for the man who was her prize
Lost in a world without his light
She's drifting in the shadows, out of sight

Drowning in memories, so bittersweet
In the bottom of a bottle, she seeks her retreat
Pills to numb, drinks to forget
But his face is the one she can't reset

In the echoes of the night, she hears his call
A whisper in the wind, through the corridors of her soul
Lost in despair, she's been torn apart
But his love, his spirit, never departs

Every night a battle, every morning a war
Without him, life's not worth fighting for
She's a ghost in her own life, fading away
In the grip of the past, she continues to sway

Then one night, in her deepest despair
An ethereal presence, suddenly there
A touch, a whisper, a familiar embrace
In the void, she finds his face

In the echoes of the night, she feels his love
A beacon from beyond, from the heavens above

Though gone, he guides her through the pain
In every shadow, his love remains
With every tear, every pill, every drink
She's closer to him than she thinks