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There are moments when the world quiets; in those still hours, the unsaid words become louder than ever. I stand at the edge of memory, where love once thrived and regret now blooms. In the spaces between us, I find all that I should have done and wonder, if time could turn, would love return?

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I should have held you closer, like the stars cradle the moon’s light;
But my hands grew cold and distant, as the night pulled you from sight.
Now your laughter’s just a whisper, carried by the evening breeze;
A melody that fades away, like autumn leaves from dying trees.

Had I written you in sunsets, traced your name in hues of red;
Perhaps the sky could have kept safe, all the words I left unsaid.
But my silence, like an anchor, pulled me deep into the sea,
Where love once sparkled on the shore, now drifts far out of reach from me.

I could have kissed away the rain before it touched your waiting skin;
Held you like a fragile petal, before the winds came rushing in.
Now the ghost of every promise dances in the falling rain;
And I stand beneath the heavens, yearning just to feel you again.

I should have kissed away each tear before it met the ground,
But I let the moments slip; now silence is the only sound.
And the roses in my garden, bloom with thorns instead of grace,
A painful echo of the love I see no more upon your face.

If only I had whispered love in every fleeting glance;
Perhaps your eyes would still be here, within my reach, my chance.
Now I walk through empty halls, where shadows of you dwell,
My only wish, to hold you close in the place where angels fell.

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As I reflect on my thoughts, your absence is deeply felt, likening it to a chilling wind. The love I lost haunts me, and if given another chance, I would cherish every moment to keep you close. Now, I am left in solitude, with only the echoes of your name lingering in the sorrowful breeze.

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