Once, our hearts danced in synchrony,
Like stars that illuminate the night sky.
But now, the rhythm’s lost its harmony,
And shadows mark the light we used to fly.

We spoke in whispers only we could hear,
Building dreams atop the highest cloud.
Yet silence grows, and words disappear,
As distance wraps us in a chilling shroud.

The laughter fades like echoes in a hall,
Where memories linger, haunting and sweet.
Once vibrant colors now begin to pall,
Our love retreats, conceding its defeat.

But even as the light begins to wane,
I cherish what we had, a precious part.
For in the ending, love may still remain,
A gentle whisper in the silent heart.