Our conversation grew unfamiliar,
touches began to disappear,
however, your smile still lingers in front of me.

How our vocal chords began to rust for each other,
our days and nights were gone further,
even the forgotten touch still entrances me.

Whispers lost amidst the growing silence,
echoes of what once was, now a faded cadence,
yet memories dance in the shadows, alive and free.

Ghosts of laughter and unspoken words,
haunt the halls of what used to be,
in this cavern of silence, a symphony unheard.

But amidst the corrosion of words unsaid,
hope flickers like a candle’s gentle flame,
perhaps love’s melody can still be played.

Perhaps..