Within the absent hours... whispers of a distant past linger... fragments dance, unveiled yet elusive... haunted echoes...
Twilight descends, urging forth the thoughts unattended... shadows merge with the silence, looping dreams into twilight... vanishing hour...
Conversations linger, scattered echoes of unsaid words... eternity unfurls, like unfinished sentences, crumbling beneath forgotten stars...
Much like the midnight oil, burning slow... fading... fragmented thoughts....
Lines unknotted, paths disregarded... what remains is a feeling suspended in time... forever whispering the tales of memory...