In the twilight whispers, where the silence shrouds,
I wander through the shadows, beneath the starless clouds.
Echoes of our laughter, now a distant din,
Fragments of a moment, where do we begin?
I watch the hollow echoes, dance upon the shore,
Silent waves of memory, crashing evermore.
You left your mark like footprints, in the amber sand,
But the tide rolled in to take you, and I couldn’t understand.
Burning tides come and go, while time slips through our hands,
A tapestry of longing, woven in the strands.
Fractured glass reflections, show me who we are,
In a world of fading sparks, we chased a dying star.
Every whispered promise, now a ghost in the breeze,
If we could hold the moment, would we find the peace?
Yet the dreams keep slipping, like sand through silver glass,
Lost within the echoes, of a love that couldn't last.
So here I stand, fragmented, in this hollowed space,
Searching for the answers in the lines of your face.
With every silent wave, I learn to let you go,
As the darkness settles softly, I find my own way home.
Fading sparks, a memory of what once burned bright,
But in the heart of silence, I’ll find my guiding light.
In the end, we’re just reflections, in this timeless dance of fate,
Learning how to heal the fractures, before it’s far too late.
And as the stars begin to fade, I’ll rise with morning’s song,
For even in the quiet, I know I still belong.
In the shifting tides of love, I’ll find where I will stand,
With hope beyond the echoes, I’ll carry on, unplanned.
Alternative
Fading sparks, hollow echoes, silent waves, burning tides, fractured glass