Whispers of the Past: A Nostalgic Love Letter in Verse

 Echoes of Us

Do you remember, my love,

The fragrance of earth after the first rain?

It clung to us like a whispered promise,

Under skies heavy with memories yet to unfold.

The world seemed infinite then,

Yet every horizon led back to you.

The days felt longer, sweeter, brighter,

When your laughter filled the empty corners of time.

We walked paths lined with fleeting blossoms,

Each petal a keepsake of moments we'd never forget.

Do you recall the quiet mornings,

Where sunlight streamed through tattered curtains,

Dust dancing in its golden embrace,

As if the universe conspired to paint our love in soft strokes?

I still hear your voice in the breeze,

A fleeting hymn of all we once were.

Without you, my nights are inked in solitude,

The moon a pale ghost of its former glow,

And the stars—ah, the stars—

They’ve stopped winking, as if our secret is forgotten.

Yet, I see us in the constellation of my memories,

An eternal map back to everything I long for.

How do I explain the emptiness?

Life moves, but it doesn’t breathe.

Time ticks, but it doesn’t heal.

Without you, love, it’s not just a void;

It’s the unbearable weight of all that could’ve been.

I still wait, beneath the same aged tree,

Where we carved promises into the bark of eternity.

The grooves remain, though weathered,

Just like my heart—worn, yet steadfast.

I hear your name in the silence,

The echoes of us etched in every falling leaf.

Do you remember the fireflies?

How they painted the night with hope?

I still chase them, searching for the light we lost,

But their glow fades like the warmth of your hand.

And yet, I hold onto the dream of you—

Not out of despair, but devotion.

For love like ours doesn’t vanish;

It transforms, transcends, becomes.

You are not gone; you are everywhere—

In the whisper of the wind, the hum of the earth,

In every heartbeat that dares to remember.

Without you, life is a nostalgic haze,

A bittersweet ache that I wouldn’t trade,

Because even in your absence, you remain my compass,

Guiding me back to the love we knew,

The love that never truly left.

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