Beneath the moon’s pale, grieving glow,
Where shadows stretch and whispers grow,
Lies the ghost of what we used to be,
A love now lost to memory.

Your laughter lingered in the air,
A fleeting warmth, a fleeting care.
Now silence reigns where songs were sung,
And bitter words have stilled my tongue.

The weight of nights we couldn’t mend,
The frayed beginnings, the jagged end.
Your touch, once solace, now a scar,
A fading light, a fallen star.

The hours bleed as teardrops fall,
Each one a testament to all
The dreams we built, then let decay,
The words we spoke, then cast away.

Yet in my heart, your name resides,
A haunting pulse, a tide that bides.
Though time may dull, it cannot heal,
The ache of love that still feels real.

So here I stand, alone, undone,
A chapter closed, but never gone.
For in the echoes, faint but true,
I find the pieces left of you.

Corina