The silence reigns within this hollow room,
Where lingers still the scent of days gone by;
The summer fades into the autumn gloom,
And leaves the heart to breathe a weary sigh.
Upon the desk, the book you used to hold,
The mirror seeks the ghost of your fair face.
The story of our love is fully told,
And emptiness now fills your vacant place.
I bear no hate for how the bond was rent,
Nor curse the fate that led us both apart.
I cherish still the time that we have spent,
Though heavy sits the sorrow on my heart.
So let the tears wash o’er the wounded soul,
Until the grief begins to fade away,
To make the broken spirit once more whole,
And find the light of yet another day.
Grief is often but the final act of love. This verse serves as a gentle companion in your solitude, reminding us that even in the quiet void of separation, there remains the dignity of having loved truly.
