In the quiet of the night, where shadows play,
Lies the broken heart, in disarray.
Whispers of love, now lost to time,
Echo through the halls, like a haunting rhyme.

Promises made, but easily betrayed,
Trust shattered, left in dismay.
Eyes that once sparkled with endless dreams,
Now drown in tears, or so it seems.

The warmth of touch, now cold and gone,
Leaving behind a heart forlorn.
Memories of laughter, now tainted with pain,
As the silence grows, and love wanes.

Yet through the sorrow, strength is found,
Rising from the ashes, unbound.
For a heart may break, but it will mend,
And find its way to love again.