In the quiet of the night, where shadows softly play,My heart whispers secrets, in a sorrowful dismay.The moon listens silently, casting its gentle glow,Upon the fragments of a love, now scattered below.Once vibrant with colors, now dulled by the tears,Each piece tells a story of laughter and fears.The echoes of promises, now lost in the air,Haunt the empty spaces, where love was once fair.Through the broken shards, the light tries to seep,Yet darkness embraces, where memories sleep.The stars above shimmer, with a knowing glance,As if they too remember, a love’s fleeting dance.Yet amidst the ruins, hope dares to grow,For even shattered hearts, a new path must know.Under the moonlit sky, healing begins anew,Guided by whispers, of a love once true.