In the quiet corridors of the heart,
Where dreams once danced with vibrant grace,
A whisper of silence softly imparts,
The echoes of a now empty space.

The doors once open now firmly closed,
Leaving shadows where light used to play,
The warmth of hope slowly decomposed,
As rejection turns night into day.

Yet in these shadows, a dance begins,
A subtle waltz of dreams deferred,
Where courage finds a way to spin,
Through the silence, undeterred.

In the fading echoes of “not yet,”
A quiet resolve starts to grow,
Embracing paths unmet with no regret,
In the dance of shadows, we learn to glow.