Words once sweet

In chambers where silence prevails, Once vibrant dreams now haunt the trails, Promises etched in twilight's hue, Fade softly, like morning dew.

Words once sweet, now bitterly spoken, In the garden of love, petals broken.

Echoes of laughter, now distant and frail, In the narrative of us, sorrow prevails.

Two souls once entwined, in harmony's dance,

Now seek their own rhythm, a second chance.

Bridges once built with faith and trust, Lie in ruins; as ashes, they turn to dust.

The clock ticks gently, each moment rehearsed,

Memories linger, both tender and cursed.

In reflection's mirror, we search for the light,

Yet shadows of anguish consume the night.

Let the ink dry on pages adorned, As chapters close, and hearts feel worn.

For in every ending, a new tale awaits, A glimpse of redemption beyond iron gates.

So raise a glass to the lessons we've learned,

In the fires of heartbreak, resilience is earned.

Separated paths, yet wisdom we share, In the tapestry of life, we lay our hearts bare.