In the quiet dawn, where shadows part,
Two hearts once intertwined, now drift away.
The whispered winds of change, a gentle art,
Unravel the bonds that held the night and day.

The stars above, once guides in endless skies,
Now watch with silent eyes, as dreams divide.
A tapestry of moments, woven in goodbyes,
Leaves echoes of a love, in time’s gentle tide.

Upon the shore of memories, we stand alone,
Footprints fading in the sands of yesterday.
Yet in the silence, a tender truth is known,
That love, though parted, finds its own sweet way.

With every tear, a new horizon calls,
A promise of tomorrow’s healing light.
Though separation builds its shadowed walls,
Hope whispers softly in the heart of night.