They speak of death's pain. Yet has your dearest ever left you, a beat abruptly silenced, leaving an echoing absence in the heart? In death, a definitive farewell unfolds—a journey complete, a story told in the quiet of eternal rest.
But when someone you love deserts you all of a sudden, their presence hovers nearby, just around the corner, within arm's reach. With outstretched hands, you grasp at the intangible, only to find them slipping away like a distant, fading dream.It's an ache, deep and lingering, like a melody that fades, leaving behind just the tune of longing you keep humming, despite trying hard to throw it all out of your heart.
Now there are whispers of sorrow in the quiet spaces within you, where laughter once danced. You'll learn to look for them in the memories. Little memories spread here. There. And everywhere. With time, your hills of tears will wither to a final few drops, as you remember "Nothing gold can stay".
