In every laugh, in every gaze,
I search for you, lost in a maze.
Each new hello holds a trace,
A fleeting shadow of your face.
But none can mirror your unique light,
The spark that made the darkest nights bright.
They speak, they smile, but it's not the same,
My heart still whispers your name.
With each comparison, hope fades a bit more,
Wondering if I'll find what I'm searching for.
The love we had, a rare, perfect fit,
Sets a standard that's hard to admit.
Yet, I must believe as I journey on,
That love will come with the breaking dawn.
For though they're not you, someone will be right,
To kindle a new flame, equally bright.
