The Sound of Forgetting

In quiet moments, a sudden void blooms,

the echo of laughter, now lost in the rooms.

I strain to remember the melody sweet,

but silence is heavy, it settles like heat.

Once vibrant and full, now a hollow refrain,

time chisels away at what’s left in my brain.

I search for your laughter, but shadows now play,

a voice turned to memory, slipping away.