In echoing chambers where time flows backwards, I found your shadow dancing on the walls of my heart.
Moonlit sighs carved pathways through the maze of stars we once traversed, hand in hand, but now lost to
the whispers of the eternal dusk.
The stars above speak in ancient tongues, mere fragments of a forgotten love letter hiding within
the labyrinth's heart. The verses form and reform tirelessly, sowing seeds of yearning in the soft
flesh of our memories.
Shall we find solace in their esoteric glow, tracing the reversed path through verdant obsidian
mazes, where every turn reveals a crystalline mirror that reflects not who we were, but who we dared
to dream we could become?