"Echoes of Love"

In the quiet of the night, where shadows blend, I hear the echoes of love, a father's silent plea. The road stretched out before me, winding and endless, Yet my heart remained tethered to you, my family.
Through miles and miles of asphalt, under star-strewn skies, I carried your laughter, your dreams, and your tears. Each truck stop a reminder of the life left behind,
And the ache of being both present and absent through the years. Homecomings were bittersweet, like faded photographs, Where familiarity met the unfamiliar, and love wore a veil.
I yearned to bridge the gap, to be more than a stranger, But...