Bridges Burned

In the silence of the night,

Fragments whisper, holding tight.

A broken heart is all that's left,

I'm still fixing all the cracks.

Lost a couple of pieces when,

I carried it home through the black.

You said it’s hard to remember,

What we used to dream and see,

Now shadows dance in the corners,

It’s just your ghost haunting me.

But is it too late to make it right?

Too late to catch the lost light?

Though our bridges burned to ashes,

Could we rise from the flashes?

Once we laughed under starlit skies,

Now I’m tracing old photographs.

Your laughter echoes in my mind,

While eternity writes our past.

You promised me the forever,

Yet seasons changed, you slipped away.

Now silence fills the spaces,

Where our love used to play.

But is it too late to make it right?

Too late to catch the lost light?

Though our bridges burned to ashes,

Could we rise from the flashes?

I know the pain of what we lost,

But still my heart is paying the cost.

Every crack a memory,

Can we find a way to be free?

Is it too late to make it right?

Too late to catch the lost light?

Though our bridges burned to ashes,

Maybe love still dances in clashes.

A broken heart's not all that’s left,

There’s still a chance amidst the theft.

Let’s gather pieces, take a try,

And find a way to touch the sky.