I painted pictures with colors so bright,
Captured your essence, bathed in love's light.
Voices like melodies, reaching new height,
In your embrace, all was pure and right.
Dreams wove a tapestry of us side by side,
In a world where hearts forever would abide.
But now, like fading stars, our connection died,
A love once cherished, now pushed aside.
Gone are the moments, like whispers on air,
The paintings of us, now tattered and spare.
Voices echo faintly, a memory to bear,
In an empty embrace, I find despair's snare.
Oh, how time has shifted, like shifting sands,
Love's once-held beauty slipped through my hands.
In the echo of silence, a heart understands,
The echoes of a past love's delicate strands.
-Snowflake-
