Love in tatters - by Ameerah Abdulsalam

My dearest love, I'm writing about the flames that burn inside,A mixture of joy and pain, a heart that can't hide. I'm writing about the love that's been present and the love that's gone,The memories that linger, the heartache that's strong.The echoes of laughter, the whispers in the night,The shadows of what we had, the love that took flight. Love is the sunshine that brightens up the day,The melody that fills the heart with song in a loving way.It's the laughter and tears, the whispers in the night,The moments we'd hold on tight, and everything's alright.It's the way we'd chase dreams, the way we'd share fears,The way we'd find solace, in love's joys and tears. But love is also storms that rage, tempests at sea,The testing of hearts, the moments we can't set free.It's the letting go, the slipping through fingers,Leaving us with just memories, and a heart that lingers.The what-ifs and whys, the could-haves and should-haves,The ghosts of love that haunt, the heartaches that cave. The sweet part of love, is the way it makes us feel,The way it lifts us high, the way it makes our hearts heal.The way we'd dream together, about our tomorrows and fears,The way we'd find solace, in love's joys and tears.The way we'd lose ourselves, in the depths of each other's eyes,The way we'd find ourselves, in the love that we'd devise. But the bitter part, is the way it sometimes leaves,The way hearts break into pieces, like shattered glass that grieves.The way we'd cry for nights, the way we'd scream and call,The way we'd wish for more, but love has its own wall.The way we'd try to hold, but it'd slip away,The way we'd lose our grip, and love would fade to grey. Yet, love's worth the risk, worth the joy and the pain,Because the moments shared, are memories we'll hold, we'll maintain.The love that's been, the love that's real,Is worth the heartache, the trials, the love we feel.It's worth the nights of tears, the days of despair,Because in love's fire, we find ourselves, we find air. I'll wander through life, with love's echoes in my heart,With memories of what we had, with the scars that we can't part.I'll learn to heal someday, I'll learn to let go,But the love I'll remember, will stay, it'll glow. So here's to love, with all its might,The sweet and the bitter, the day and the night.I'll cherish every moment, every laugh, every sigh,And though love's gone, its memory will stay, it'll never die. Yours,The heart that loves

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