In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where secrets are softly spoken,
Lies the tale of a broken trust,
A bond that was once unbroken.
The shadows of deceit did grow,
In places where light once shone,
Hearts that once beat as one,
Now cold and turned to stone.
Promises made in the light of day,
Shattered like glass in the dark,
The pain of betrayal, a heavy weight,
Leaving a permanent mark.
Yet in the ruins of broken dreams,
A lesson harshly learned,
Trust, once given freely,
Is a gift that must be earned.