In the space between our voices loud,
Echoes of love and pain resound,
We stand on edges of words unsaid,
Yet in silence, our hearts are bound.
Arguments weave like storms above,
Casting shadows on the light we knew,
Yet beneath the clouds, a gentle love,
Awaits the calm that will renew.
The fire of passion fuels our fight,
A dance of souls in discord’s dance,
Yet in each tear, a hope ignites,
For love to find another chance.
When tempests fade and skies are clear,
We find the peace that love can bring,
For even in the fiercest storm,
Our hearts remember how to sing.