In fleeting whispers, shadows of you stay,
A love once warm now cloaked in bitter cold.
Your heart withdrew, and left my own astray,
A tale unfinished, dreams left untold.
I sought you still, though fault was partly mine,
Each step an effort, each word meant to heal.
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Yet silence grew, and love’s bright stars declined,
Your gaze withheld, your truth I cannot feel.
Does love still linger in your quiet soul?
Do echoes of our laughter reach your ear?
For though you’ve left, you’ve not yet made me whole,
I ache for you, in every passing year.
Yet pride won’t bend; I’ll hold my message back,
While hope endures, though courage still I lack.