In the quiet of the night, where shadows blend with light,
Love whispers softly, a melody so bright.
Yet within its gentle embrace, pain finds its place,
A reminder that trust is a delicate grace.

Hearts entwined in a rhythm, a dance of souls,
Love binds us together, making us whole.
But pain lurks in corners, silent and cold,
Testing the trust that we carefully hold.

Through the storms and trials, we learn to believe,
That love can heal and trust can relieve.
Though the scars may linger, memories may stain,
The strength of our bond will always remain.

So we dance this endless waltz, with steps unsure,
Love, pain, and trust, a cycle so pure.
Hand in hand, we face the unknown,
With love as our guide, we are never alone.