In the silence of the night, I hear your voice,
Whispering promises that once felt so true,
Now they linger like phantoms in the dark,
Echoes of a love that we both outgrew.

The warmth of your touch, a distant memory,
Fading like autumn leaves in a gentle breeze,
Our dreams, once intertwined, are now astray,
Lost in the labyrinth of forgotten days.

I see your shadow in the places we used to roam,
A haunting reminder of what we used to be,
The laughter, the tears, the whispered secrets,
All now fragments of our shattered history.

Yet, within the ache, there lies a tender grace,
For in the pain, I find a fragile beauty,
A testament to a love that once burned bright,
Now a bittersweet chapter in my heart’s story.