In the quiet corners of a broken heart,
Whispers of yesterday echo and fade,
Fragments of dreams lie silently apart,
In shadows where our promises were laid.

The colors of love, once vivid and bright,
Now washed in the tears of forgotten nights,
Memories linger in the dim moonlight,
As stars watch over our silent fights.

Time drifts slowly, a gentle thief,
Stealing moments we once held dear,
Leaving behind a lingering grief,
In the spaces where you used to be near.

Yet in this sorrow, a strength is found,
In the quiet resolve to stand once more,
For even as broken pieces surround,
A heart can heal and learn to soar.