In the silent echoes of our fading whispers,
I find myself lost in the labyrinth of us.
Shadows of promises once brightly burning,
Now flicker in the twilight, yearning.

We walk as strangers in a familiar dance,
Each step a memory, a fleeting trance.
Eyes meet, but hearts remain apart,
A love once vivid, now a muted art.

The stars that once aligned our fate,
Now scatter in a cosmic state.
Hands that held with tender grace,
Now tremble in an empty space.

Amidst the silence, a truth unfolds,
That love, like time, quietly molds.
And though we’re lost in this night’s embrace,
Perhaps we’ll find a new, gentler place.