In the fractured realm of trust and broken hearts

In the fractured realm of trust and broken hearts, Love suffers, feeding on enigmas. She, a fragile constellation with a cracked heart, Thus, we remain, seeking infinity in corners of dreams. A ballet of the shadows of trust, waves of unrest, In the quiet of the cosmos, emotions grow like falling stars. A mind once a halo, now a troubled vortex, Love traverses the storm of light and stardust. Echoes of remorse, deep calls from eternity, A yearning for healing, time weaving on wings of nothingness. She, once a goddess of the day, now a fragile enigma, A love forged by the unknown, without the chains of fate. The weight of my madness, a hidden colossus of fire, But among the remaining shards, love roams like a moon's murmuring. A fool, an alchemist lost in labyrinths, seeking redemption, In the ruins of faith, hope is born like a golden flame. In the dark abyss, a splinter of magical light, To restore trust, the hearts that still whisper. For in the fracture, love weaves like an astral dream, A never-ending thread, woven from the cloak of stars and chosen eternity.