As the sun dips low, painting skies of gold,
I sit on the porch, lost in stories untold.
Whiskey in my glass, trying to drown the pain,
These boots have walked the miles, through heartache and rain.
The road stretches on like a memory fades,
With every mile traveled, my heart slowly frays.
You were my compass, now I'm adrift,
Searching for solace, for a moment's sweet gift.
The radio's playing our song low and sweet,
Each note like a whisper that cuts through the heat.
I remember those nights, the laughter we'd share,
Now it's silence and echoes that linger in the air.
With every shot poured, I toast to the past,
To love that was fleeting, to moments so fast.
The sun's sinking lower, the stars start to gleam,
In this lonely twilight, you haunt all my dreams.
I'd trade all my wishes for just one last chance,
To hold you beside me, to sway in a dance.
But tomorrow will come, and this heartache will stay,
In shadows of sunset, where memories play.
So here's to the road, with its twists and its turns,
To the fires that burned bright, and the lessons we learned.
With whiskey for comfort and boots worn and scuffed,
I’ll keep moving forward, even when times are tough.
As the night wraps around me, I'll find my way home,
Through the heartache and whiskey, I'm never alone.
For every sunset ends, but a new dawn will rise,
And though I may wander, love never truly dies.
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