The storms began—
wild, relentless,
a fevered sky unraveling,
shadows tearing
at the garden’s heart.

Winter struck hard,
its ice a prison,
yet beneath the frost
the roots still burned—
aching to rise,
aching to bloom.

The sun was hidden,
but not gone.
I felt it glowing
behind the dark—
a secret flame,
a promise waiting,
a light to return.

The wind came savage—
a thief, a lover—
shattering walls
I thought unbreakable.
It stripped me bare,
yet in the ruin,
light was born.

No goodbye—
only silence.
Yet even silence
throbbed with your name,
and in that name
I came alive.

Years have passed,
yet the wind remembers.
It stirs my nights,
it drives me restless,
wanting more.

It is not over.
I am still here—
your light,
your storm,
your dawn returning.

When the storm breaks,
I will not hide.
The light in me
will find the light in you.

Too Rare to Hide

Three months passed,
and I dared to ask
if the ghost of us still lingered in him.

“I do,” he said.
A dagger wrapped in silk.
A truth spoken,
then locked behind someone else’s door.

He misses me.
Yes, he feels it.
But he chooses the safe walls
of another life
over the fire we had.

I see it now:
my love was never a secret to him,
only a shadow he could glance at
without stepping into its light.

But I am no shadow.
I am not a whispered thought
to be hidden
in someone’s quiet, comfortable life.

He may remember the ache of us,
the weight of what he let go.
But I—
I will not be the heart that waits
behind locked doors.

I am too rare
to be someone’s secret.
And one day,
he will see the loss
that comes from mistaking comfort
for love.

I see you,
river that will not stop running,
grief curled into the corners of my eyes.

You come because I loved,
because my heart was brave enough
to believe in forever.
And now forever is silence,
and silence is heavier than stone.

I ache for his return,
but I know—
if he cannot hold the weight of my love,
he cannot hold me.

So cry, little heart,
spill oceans if you must.
Every tear waters the seed of tomorrow.
Every sob is proof
that I lived,
that I dared to love,
that my spirit has not gone numb.

One day,
these rivers will run clear.
One day,
I will rise from their bed,
shining,
carrying not the loss,
but the fire that loss could never steal.

Until then—
I will let myself weep,
and know that even in sorrow,
I am still becoming.

Roses in the rain

At dawn she walks the cobbled path,
hands full of crimson blooms.
Mist clings to the city stones,
the wind whispers through empty alleys.

Her hair glows gold, braided with blue and yellow,
a lantern for unseen eyes.
She offers roses to passing shadows,
but none speak her name.

The day stretches, long as rivers,
her feet chilled, her arms heavy.
The streets echo with her quiet steps,
and at night she returns
to hollow halls where only silence waits,
and a shadow stumbles through the dark.

Still, tomorrow she rises again,
selling her blooms to a world that forgets,
the rain draping her like a veil,
her spirit bending but unbroken.

Sometimes, when the city sleeps,
I see her—a ghost moving between the streets,
a bloom in each hand,
a story whispered only to shadows.

The Sea’s Embrace

By moonlit waves and whispered wind,
I claim my heart, my soul unpinned.
Through salt and spray, through tide’s embrace,
I swim, I glide, I find my space.

Seals watch quietly, rocks keep the lore,
Of a soul untamed forevermore.
No chain, no shadow, no bitter grief,
Can touch my spirit, my quiet belief.

I am alive. I am free.
Mermaid beneath the endless sea.
I take the water, the wind, the sky,
And let my fierce, wild heart fly.

The Shape of Lonely (Song Version)
by Moonwolf


Key: A minor
Tempo: Slow and sultry (55–65 bpm)
Mood: Intimate



[Verse 1]
Am
I sit with silence like skin on skin,
F
In the spaces where your voice has been.
C
Some nights I still feel full of you—
G
The echoes, the heat, the quiet truth.

Am
The walls remember, the air still sighs,
F
Even the mirror holds your eyes.
C
But I rise slow, dressed in grace,
G
And carry you through light and lace.


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[Chorus]
F             C
Lonely isn’t empty, love—
G                  Am
It’s the curve of where you were.
F               C
It’s the taste that lingers softly,
G              Am
In every breath, in every stir.

F                  C
It’s the space between the heartbeats,
G              Am
Where memory pulls tight.
F               C
And maybe in this hush of now,
G                 Am
You still touch me in the night.


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[Verse 2]
Am
Your ghost moves through my linen sheets,
F
In half-closed eyes and tangled heat.
C
But I don’t chase, I let you stay,
G
In the scent, in the shadows, in the way.

Am
Some love leaves marks without a bruise,
F
A longing I don’t want to lose.
C
So I wear it soft against my skin,
G
This ache that lets the light come in.


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[Chorus]
F             C
Lonely isn’t absence, no—
G                Am
It’s where the wanting lives.
F                C
It’s the hush between the kisses
G               Am
That memory still gives.

F                  C
It’s the room you never entered,
G              Am
But I still turn to find your face.
F             C
And maybe what we couldn’t say
G                Am
Still lingers in this space.


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[Bridge – breathy, vulnerable]
F                C
I was never truly alone…
G                    Am
Just reaching for someone to feel—
F                  C
Not fix me, not promise,
G                  Am
Just show me what’s real.


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[Final Chorus – sensual, slow crescendo]
F             C
Lonely isn’t broken, love,
G               Am
It’s the shape I hold you in.
F               C
It’s the warmth that never faded,
G                   Am
The hush beneath my skin.

F                 C
So come and sit inside this silence,
G              Am
If you know what it means to stay—
F             C
To touch without possession,
G                Am
To feel without needing to say...


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[Outro – soft whisper over fading chords]
F           C
In this hush of now...
G           Am
Understand I'll stay

Echo of a Love

by Moonwolf

Key: Am (emotional, wistful tone)
Style: Slow piano/guitar ballad or ambient synth/acoustic arrangement


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[Verse 1]
Am
I asked if you missed us
F
And you said you did—
C
But not with your voice,
G
Only in silence where no one lived.

Am
Three months since you held me,
F
But I still hold it all—
C
Everything we were,
G
Pressed against this quiet wall.


---

[Pre-Chorus]
F
You reach when I reach,
C
But never first...
G
Never forward,
Am
Never what it was at first.


---

[Chorus]
Am
I’ve become the echo of a love
F
Too soft to chase,
C
Too deep to fake.
G
Still I wait…

Am
On the edge of maybe, in the ache,
F
Hoping you'll come back
C
Like you were that day—
G
Warm… sure… and mine.


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[Verse 2]
Am
But some people miss you
F
Only in the dark—
C
Only in the silence
G
When they don’t have to show their heart.

Am
You hold someone else's presence,
F
While I hold my breath.
C
You remember us in shadows...
G
But I deserve the rest.


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[Chorus]
Am
I’ve become the echo of a love
F
Too soft to chase,
C
Too deep to fake.
G
Still I wait…

Am
On the edge of maybe, in the ache,
F
Hoping you'll come back
C
Like you were that day—
G
Warm… sure… and mine.


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[Bridge]
F
But I know now
Am
What I’m worth.
G
I deserve someone
Em
Who shows their hurt—

F
In the light,
C
Not just at night...
G
Not just when no one's in sight.


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[Final Chorus – softer]
Am
So I’ll whisper goodbye,
F
Not because I want to—
C
But because I see
G
What you couldn’t do.

Am
I deserve someone who stays,
F
Who chooses me every day…
C
Not just in silence,
G
But in the light of truth.


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[Outro – soft picking or piano]
Am
I asked if you missed us…
F
But now, I only ask me.
C
And I answer—
G
I’m finally free.