In the garden of our intertwined souls, love bloomed bright,
Yet shadows crept, casting doubts in the night,
Passion ignited, a flame fierce and wild,
But pain whispered secrets, leaving us beguiled.
Trust was the bridge we dared to cross,
A fragile path, amidst the chaos and loss,
Eyes that held promises, yet hearts full of fear,
The echoes of pain, ever so near.
Loveâs tender touch, with a sting so profound,
Moments of bliss, where our spirits were unbound,
Yet the scars of betrayal, etched deep in the core,
Left us yearning, and longing for more.
Through the tempest, we held on tight,
Trust rebuilt, in the soft morning light,
For love and pain, in their intricate dance,
Teach us to trust, and give love another chance.