Ruin of us.....

A quiet room, shadows linger where laughter once danced, echoes of words, soft like whispers, now heavy with silence. Memories hang, fragile like glass, each shard a reminder of what was lost, the warmth of your smile, the light in your eyes. Time moves on, but hearts stay still, crimson rivers flow, and I drown in the depths of unspoken goodbyes, searching for solace in the ruins of us.