In the depth of nightfall, colors fade away,
Every heartbeat echoing, as silence starts to play.
I wander through this blur, where dreams begin to chasm,
Finding pieces of a memory, lost in a fragile anthem.
You were the whispering light that danced through the dark,
Tracing all the lines that left a subtle mark.
But like sand through fingers, you began to crumble,
We built a world of echoes, now we silently fumble.
Every shadow whispers tales of what we once could be,
Underneath a canvas stretched across the midnight sea.
Yet the stars refuse to listen to the wishes we once made,
While the colors of our spectrum slowly start to fade.
Holding on to moments, but they slip away too fast,
Caught between the laughter and the ghosts of what we've passed.
As the night unfolds its secrets, I'll search the void for signs,
Chasing all the traces of those crystalline designs.
You were the whispering light that danced through the dark,
Tracing all the lines that left a subtle mark.
But like sand through fingers, you began to crumble,
We built a world of echoes, now we silently fumble.
In the depths of nightfall, I stand on fragile ground,
Listening to the silence where our love once made a sound.
Through the spectrum of these shadows, I will learn to let you go,
And in the peaceful fading light, I'll finally feel the glow.
The chasm has grown wider, but I've learned to find my way,
In the silence where you whispered, I'll find strength to face the day.
We may fade into the twilight, but through darkness I will stand,
With the memories a constellation, forever held in hand.
We've become the whispering echoes of a story not quite told,
Tracing paths across the canvas as the colors turn to gold.
So here's to all the moments, let the shadows softly roam,
For in this spectrum of our lives, I've finally found my home.
Alternative
Spectrum, Blur, Nightfall, Chasm, Trace, Whispering, Crumble