In the quiet of the night, where whispers lose their way,
Our love began to falter, and dreams began to fray.
The stars above seemed distant, like memories so cold,
And in the silent darkness, our story was retold.

A love that once was vibrant, now shrouded in despair,
As echoes of our laughter, dissolve into the air.
The promises we crafted, now fragile, lost in time,
Like sand between our fingers, slipping through the rhyme.

Your eyes that once were beacons, now shadows in the mist,
The warmth we shared now fleeting, a touch that I have missed.
The nights we spent together, now haunt my every dream,
And in the wake of sorrow, our love’s a broken seam.

Yet even in this darkness, a glimmer of the past,
Reminds me of the moments, of love that seemed to last.
But as the dawn is breaking, I must let go of you,
For in the light of morning, our love is but a view.