In the silence of the night, trust lay bare,
Veiled whispers danced in the moon’s glare.
Promises once woven, now torn apart,
A trail of shadows across a wounded heart.

Eyes that gleamed with stories untold,
Held secrets in the depths, dark and cold.
The gentle touch, now a phantom’s trace,
In betrayal’s embrace, a haunting space.

Words once sweet as the morning’s dew,
Turned bitter, as truth’s harsh winds blew.
A tapestry of lies, intricately spun,
Left in its wake, a love undone.

Yet through the ashes, a phoenix may rise,
From the ruin, new dawns may surprise.
Lessons learned from the shadows’ play,
To trust again in a brighter day.