Shadow

A silence hangs where once you breathed. Your loyalty was left behind. The atmosphere is quiet despite the shining sun. Children can't be heard playing together in the streets. A gentle wind carries your scent. What remains of your love are memories that paint a portrait of us teeming with nostalgic joy. The family together, the perfect hug, the kiss. Our seasons of compassion have dissipated, becoming silence. At least I'll carry golden memories, remnants of your existence.