The Strange Tale

A strange tale, this life we weave, Of love and loss, we still believe. Through every twist, through every turn, We yearn for things we cannot learn. Unspoken words, yet hearts so full, A bond once strong, now feels so dull. How did we end up far apart? A mystery that haunts the heart. The road was long, the journey sweet, But somehow time, it took the beat. Once hand in hand, now lost alone, We wander through this world unknown. Why does love slip through our grasp? Like fleeting shadows, lost in the past. Yet still, this tale it calls to me, A silent whisper, a memory. A strange tale, but it’s ours to tell, Of love that bloomed, and then fell. Through every tear and every sigh, We wonder, love, how and why.