The final page, we thought we'd turned, my dear,
A story closed, with whispers and a tear.
But fate, a fickle hand, it seems has planned,
A brand new chapter, written in the sand.

Love dips its pen in embers, soft and warm,
And paints a sunrise, weathering the storm.
Forgiveness blooms, a gentle, healing vine,
Entwining hearts, where once was just a line.

With open minds, we rewrite every line,
Embrace the flaws, a love that's truly thine.
So let us dance, beneath a moonlit sky,
Love writes another chapter, you and I.