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Days passes
In the dance of love and life,
Our steps entwined, we'd strive.
A rhythm of hope and desire,
A melody that we'd conspire.
But as days passed, shadows fell,
A tale of longing, it did tell.
The sun that once shone so bright,
Now painted the night.
The whispers of "I" and "You,"
A symphony of love anew.
Promises of forevermore,
In each other's hearts, we swore.
Yet, like the tide that ebbs and flows,
Our love, it seemed, had other woes.
The winds of change, they did blow,
And with them, our love seemed to go.
Now, the pain of love lost,
A bittersweet song that's toasted.
The echoes of "What if?" and "Why?"
In our hearts, they will not die.
But in the midst of this heartache,
A lesson we must not forsake.
For every love, there's a chance,
To learn, to grow, to rearrange.
And though the wounds may still ache,
And the scars may never fade,
We must find the strength to face,
The future, with open grace.
For love, it is a wondrous thing,
A journey of joy and pain.
And though it may leave us reeling,
It teaches us to love again.
© प्रियंका