In the stillness where our echoes fade,
Lies the remnants of a love once made.
Fragments of us in twilight's hue,
Broken pieces, memories true.

Whispers lost in the evening air,
In the silence, I find you there.
A symphony of heartbeats now estranged,
In the symphony of love, rearranged.

Each tear a verse, each sigh a line,
In the poetry of love entwined.
Yet in the ruins of what remains,
I find beauty in our heart's refrains.

For even in this shattered verse,
Our love's essence will not disperse.
In the fragments of us, bittersweet,
A timeless echo, love's heartbeat.