The echoes of laughter now seem so faint,
Like whispers of memories that slowly paint,
Our vibrant colors to shades of gray,
As love’s warm glow starts to decay.

Once we danced in the light of the dawn,
Now we stumble through nights forlorn,
Hearts once united now drift away,
As silence speaks what we cannot say.

Promises made in the heat of the night,
Now linger like ghosts in the pale moonlight,
Each word unspoken, a dagger’s thrust,
Turning trust into fragile dust.

The dreams we built, now crumble and fall,
In the ruins, we hear the final call,
Love’s sweet song now a distant hum,
As we accept that the end has come.