In a candlelit room, the air thick with lies,
A heart shattered softly, as truth softly dies.
Beneath the silk curtains, a whisper of pain,
Promises tangled like threads in the rain.

The clock ticks loudly, each second a weight,
Two souls, once united, now sealed by fate.
She holds a small letter, hands trembling with fear,
Words that unravel the love once held dear.

He stands at the window, gaze lost in the night,
Reflecting on moments that once felt so right.
But shadows creep closer, their presence so stark,
As echoes of laughter dissolve into dark.

Once vibrant discussions have turned into strife, ...