Baskadia

In the depths of my heart, a love once bloomed,

A flame that burned bright, like a star consumed.

But alas, it faltered, it withered away,

Leaving behind memories, in shades of gray.

We danced in the moonlight, hand in hand,

Dreaming of a future, where love would expand.

But time played its trick, and seasons did change,

Our love, once fierce, began to estrange.

With every passing day, the rift grew wide,

Words left unsaid, emotions pushed aside.

The silence became deafening, filled with regret,

As we realized our love had become a sunset.

Oh, the love that failed, a bitter lament,

A tale of two souls whose paths were misspent.

But amidst the sorrow, hope still resides,

For love's lessons learned will be our guides.

For in the ashes of what once was divine,

We find strength to heal, to grow, to realign.

The love that failed may have caused us pain,

But through its demise, we'll rise again.

So let us not dwell on what could have been,

Instead, let us learn from the love that caved in.

For in the broken pieces, we'll find our way,

And build anew, a love that will forever stay.