If you think of me, don't search the empty chair,
Or count the days since I was last standing there.
Instead, remember the laughter that filled the room,
The jokes that chased away every passing gloom.
Remember the walks, the stories, the ordinary days,
The countless little moments hidden in life's haze.
For love does not vanish when a voice grows still;
It lingers in memories and always will.
So when sadness visits, let gratitude stay too.
Think of the joy we found in all we went through.
I am not only the day that we had to part—
I am every good memory living in your heart.
