In the quiet of the evening light,  

Two shadows linger, once held tight,  

Whispers of laughter, now echoes of pain,  

A love once vibrant, now lost in the rain.  


Promises made beneath starlit skies,  

Now drift like leaves, where the heartache lies,  

Words once sweet, now bitter and cold,  

A story of warmth turned weary and old.  


The photographs hang, a gallery of dreams,  

Framed moments of joy, now unraveling seams,  

Each smile a reminder of what used to be,  

A tapestry frayed, where love used to be free.  


Conversations fade into silence so deep,  

The secrets we buried, the promises we keep,  

Two souls once entwined, now wander apart,  

A fracture so wide, it breaks the heart.  


Yet in the ashes, a flicker remains,  

A hope for the future, despite all the pains,  

For love can be mended, though scars may remain,  

In the journey of healing, we learn to sustain.  


So here’s to the lessons, the growth from the strife,  

To finding new paths, to reclaiming our life,  

Though the marriage is broken, the spirit can soar,  

In the heart’s quiet chambers, there’s always a door.