The streetlight glows where you used to stand,

Shadows tracing what we had planned.

I walk alone, the silence speaks,

A thousand memories in the creaks.

Your voice still lingers in the breeze,

A ghost of love that never leaves.

I reach for you, but find the air,

A longing only I can bear.

Fading footsteps, echoes of you,

A love so vivid, now subdued.

The closer I get, the further you run,

Chasing the moon instead of the sun.

Fading footsteps, they lead me home,

To a place where I’m always alone.

The photograph is a distant hue,

Colors dim where you once bloomed through.

Every smile I try to fake,

Hides the pieces of me you take.

Your name’s a song I dare not sing,

A fragile note with a broken string.

I hold the pieces, sharp and clear,

But they can’t bring you near.

Fading footsteps, echoes of you,

A love so vivid, now subdued.

The closer I get, the further you run,

Chasing the moon instead of the sun.

Fading footsteps, they lead me home,

To a place where I’m always alone.

Maybe love’s meant to fade away,

A fleeting star in a vast ballet.

But even if the light is gone,

Its warmth lingers on.

Fading footsteps, echoes of you,

A love so vivid, now subdued.

The closer I get, the further you run,

Chasing the moon instead of the sun.

Fading footsteps, they lead me home,

To a place where I’m always alone.

The streetlight dims, the shadows rest,

Love is a lesson, not a test.

Your fading footsteps, I let them go,

But the echo stays, soft and slow.