In the quiet of the night, my tears fall like rain,
Each drop a testament to the silent pain.
The echoes of your words, sharp as a blade,
Carve deep into my soul, where the light begins to fade.

The promises we built now lie in shattered dreams,
A tapestry of love, torn apart at the seams.
The warmth of your embrace, now a distant memory,
Leaves an emptiness inside, a hollow reverie.

I wander through the days, a ghost of who I was,
Haunted by the past, the “why” of love’s lost cause.
Each smile a mask, each laugh a desperate plea,
For the strength to heal, to set my spirit free.

Yet in this darkness, a flicker of hope remains,
A whisper of new beginnings, after the rains.
For even in the depths of sorrow’s cruel art,
Lies the seed of renewal, in the shadows of a broken heart.