Echoes of heartbreak

A fragile thread, once tightly bound, Now frays in silence, unravels sound. The echoes linger, sharp and deep, In waking hours, in restless sleep. The world, once vivid, fades to gray, As love's bright fire burns away. A quiet ache, a hollow cry, A question whispered: Why, oh why? The laughter dies, the memories stay, A haunting tune that won’t decay. Yet in the shards, a lesson gleams, Of fleeting moments, fragile dreams. For even in this endless ache, The heart, though shattered, learns to wake. And though it feels the night won’t end, Time moves, and broken hearts can mend. So carry on, though slow, unsure, Through the storm, you’ll find a cure. For love may break, but it also heals, And one day, joy is all it feels.