In the quiet of the evening glow,
I listen to the whispers flow,
Through the window where the raindrops play,
Carving patterns on the glass today.
Every droplet tells a tale of longing,
Each echoing sound's a heart, still thronging,
As I trace your name in silence wide,
With shadows dancing on the other side.
Time weaves its thread in endless seams,
While I swim through fragments of our dreams,
Searching through the dust for pieces of you,
As the clouds weep their bittersweet hue.
And oh, the nights I felt you near,
In the spaces where none could hear,
Your laughter lingered like a fading light,
Now caught in the stillness of the night.
But the quartz holds a shimmer of hope,
A glimmered past where we used to elope,
So I'll gather the memories, let them fall,
Like silken threads, I'll weave them all.
Through every storm, the heart remains,
With every silence, I break these chains,
And though the world outside may change,
Inside this heart, I’ll find you again.
In the quiet of the evening glow,
With the rain as my friend, I truly know,
We’re intertwined, like the stars and their dance,
In the silence, I find my endless chance.
So here in the stillness where dreams entwine,
I’ll keep you, forever, quartz on my mind.
Indie
Quartz, longing, silence, endless, rain