what may never be
In shadows of what might have been,
Lies the ache of dreams unseen.
Lost in the echoes of time's refrain,
A sorrow lingers, like a silent pain.
Fleeting moments, like shifting sand,
Slip...
Lies the ache of dreams unseen.
Lost in the echoes of time's refrain,
A sorrow lingers, like a silent pain.
Fleeting moments, like shifting sand,
Slip...