The autumn leaves are turning gold,
Like the love we had but couldn't hold.
A quiet breeze still speaks your name,
And every sunset feels the same.
I walk the streets we used to roam,
Every shadow feels like home.
But I reach out and you're not there,
Only whispers in the air.
Like petals falling to the ground,
Soft and slow, without a sound.
Love remains, but time moves on,
Tell me, where did we go wrong?
I hear your laughter in the rain,
Faint and distant, yet the same.
Every echo pulls me back,
To moments we can’t get back.
Seasons change, but love stays still,
Frozen deep inside my will.
Maybe one day, we'll find a way,
Until then, I'll wait and pray.