The Forgotten Flame
Once it burned bright, a wild fire of love,
A passionate blaze that lit up the night.
But now it’s just embers, a flicker of light,
A dying flame that we can’t rise above.
Where did the romance go? I long to know,
To understand how we drifted apart.
Was it the years, or the weight of our hearts?
Or were we simply fated to let go?
I remember when we laughed and danced,
And whispered secrets beneath starry skies.
But now those memories come by chance,
As we sit in silence with averted eyes.
The fire may be gone, but love still remains,
A quiet warmth that hides behind the pain.
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