We could have had a world with tender hands,
A place where love and trust could stand.
Your laughter lived inside my chest,
Your voice—the song that I loved best.
But tides have turned, and we must part,
Unravel bonds that tied the heart.
To strangers now, we must return,
Though every fiber aches and burns.
Your shadow lingers in my days,
A haunting glow, a quiet blaze.
Yet strangers again we must learn to be,
Though love still whispers endlessly.
Your name—a ghost upon my tongue,
A song unsung, forever young.
The pieces of you, etched in my soul,
Remain, though I must let you go.
A cruel design—to love, then sever,
To fade to strangers, but remember forever.
Will echoes call you in the night,
To places bathed in softer light?
Where love was found, where hearts were bare,
Will you still feel me lingering there?
For love, it doesn’t simply die;
It folds itself—a breath, a sigh—
And hides in corners of the mind,
A treasure lost, but still confined.
I hoped we’d never walk this lane,
To sever ties and bear this pain.
For soulmates shouldn’t face this end,
A love so rare should never bend.
But you have chosen another path,
And left me broken in your aftermath.
I hope she gives you all you need,
A love that sets your spirit free.
But selfishly, I still believe,
It’s me who holds the key to “we.”
No matter how hard I try, I can’t let go
I wish it were me you’d choose to know.
I want your joy, I want your peace,
Yet I ache to be the one who brings you ease.
So though we’ll walk as strangers now,
And wear this fate we disavow,
Know this: no time, no fate, no fear
Can make the love I have for you disappear.
Tragically, the path we were on has reached its end,
And now will leave us strangers once again.
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