In the quiet corners of the heart,
Where shadows of dreams once danced,
There lies a whisper of a time,
When love was tender, vast, and true.
The stars no longer tell our tale,
Their light dimmed by distant skies,
Yet in the silence, echoes remain,
A melody of what was lost.
The winds carry away our words,
Scattering them like autumn leaves,
A gentle reminder of the past,
A love that time could not retrieve.
Yet in the depths of memory’s hold,
Where time and dreams entwine,
We find the strength to let go,
And cherish the love we left behind.