The gentle breeze once whispered sweet,
Now carries silence in its fold,
Where once our hearts in rhythm beat,
Now echoes of a story old.

The stars that twinkled in our eyes,
Fade slowly into distant night,
Where once we soared through endless skies,
Now grounded, lost without the light.

Your laughter was my morning song,
Now echoes in an empty room,
The days we spent, now feel so long,
As love once bright retreats to gloom.

Yet in this space of quiet grace,
I find the strength to let you go,
For love cannot be forced to stay,
And so, we part, with gentle flow.