
Across the Hours
The shadows move in quiet rooms, Dust collects where laughter bloomed. I reach for you through years of glass, Touching shadows that never pass. The days still hum your melody, A song that time won’t set free. Every second pulls me near, But you’re a breath I can’t quite hear. If love could stretch beyond the years, I’d find you waiting there. The evening wears your faded hue, I dream in colors shaped by you. Your warmth remains, a phantom flame, The world moves on, but feels the same. The night repeats what hearts forget, A promise carved in silhouette. Every second pulls me near, But you’re a breath I can’t quite hear. If love could stretch beyond the years, I’d find you waiting there. Maybe time’s a fragile thread, That ties the living to the dead. And in its weave, our souls align, Still reaching past the line. Every second pulls me near, But you’re a breath I can’t quite hear. If love could stretch beyond the years, I’d find you waiting there. Every second pulls me near, Through fading light, I feel you here. Though dawn may steal what dreams repair, My heart still finds you there.

