In the twilight’s fading glow,
Where whispered dreams once used to flow,
A silence lingers, heavy, dense,
Each moment stings with consequence.

We danced in shadows, hand in hand,
Painted futures on the sand,
But tides have come to wash away,
The tender hues of yesterday.

Your laughter haunts these empty halls,
Like ghostly echoes; how it calls,
Yet every note brings jagged pain,
A mournful tune, a soft refrain.

Promises lie like shattered glass,
What...