In shadows of love's fleeting grace,
A tale of hearts lost in empty space,
Once entwined with passion's flame,
Now etched in sorrow, love's bitter game.

Whispers of promises now undone,
Torn fragments of a love once won,
In echoes of memories, pain resounds,
Wounds of shattered hearts know no bounds.

Two souls, once intertwined, now apart,
Aching in silence, a shattered heart,
Like a fragile vessel cracked and split,
Love's delicate dance, now dimly lit.

Words unspoken, tears unshed,
Love's true meaning left unsaid,
In fragments of dreams and shattered trust,
A love once thriving now turns to dust.

Yet as love crumbles and falls to dust,
Strength emerges, resilience robust,
From broken fragments, new paths will rise,
Love's demise, the gateway to the wise.

For in the brokenness, there lies a chance,
To reclaim one's self and life's expanse,
Heartache, the seed for growth and repair,
From the ruins of love, hope whispers there.

So let the tears flow, the heartache seep,
Embrace the pain, do not retreat,
For within the cracks of love's decline,
A stronger soul emerges, love redefined.