The Heart's Murmur
"When the stars fall we collect their tears, each drop a promise unkept, each echo a love song fading in the mist of dawn."¹
"Beneath the willow's shade, where sunlight bends with longing, we write our tales that winds dare not tell."²
"Love's symphony plays in quiet verses, each note a pulse intended to fade, yet lingers like a dream once known."³
Hold close the memories of old, where echoes turn into ditties of despair and joy intertwined. Dance in the twilight of what could have been and let mirages speak truths untold.