In the silence, echoes of words unsaid,
A battlefield of hearts, where love once led.
Anger and tears, a tempest in disguise,
Shadows in the night, reflected in our eyes.

We dance on the edge of a fragile line,
Seeking solace in the fleeting time.
The warmth of touch now feels so cold,
As stories of our past begin to unfold.

Every argument, a scar on our souls,
Yet in the chaos, a desire to be whole.
We chase the dawn of a new beginning,
In hopes that love will keep on winning.

Through the storms, we find our way,
In whispered truths and words we say.
Arguing, but never letting go,
In the heart of conflict, love continues to grow.