“In the shadowed recesses, where sunlight fears to tread, the whisper of your name lingers…”
“Once, beneath the canopy of stars, we vowed to chase eternity together, hand in hand…”
“A voice, like music, echoes through the corridors of time: I am waiting…”
“Do you remember the scent of jasmine that danced in the summer breeze, wrapping us in its timeless embrace?”
The night speaks of forgotten promises and dreams yet to unfold.