A flicker of memory, lost in the folds of time,
our whispers entwined within the lattice of forgotten seasons.
Faint silhouettes dance behind every corner,
casting shadows woven in constellations of dreams.
Each heartbeat is a droplet in a tired ocean,
swelling beneath the weight of unexpressed echoes;
in this realm of fading light, we write our goodbyes.
Will we remember how to miss,
as the colors bleed into the walls of mere existence?
Crimson threads entwined with golden warmth,
slowly pull apart beneath the weight of falling dusk.
Tell me, my love, as the clock melts into stardust,
what beauty finds refuge in the hands left unheld?