Question

In the quiet of a midnight room,
a guitar strums softly,
each note spills like whispers,
echoes of laughter now turned to sighs.

Your smile used to light up the days,
now shadows dance where joy once lived.
Those sweet words carve deep grooves
on the edges of my heart,
like a record skipping, stuck on the wrong verse.

I hear our song drift through the air,
the melody holds your name,
each chord a memory of us,
wrapped tightly in the rhythm of what was.

Outside, leaves rustle,
as if they carry secrets,
while my heart aches in time,
with every strum, another thread unravels.

We wrote our love
on pages stretched too thin,
and now, all that remains
are verses laced with longing,
catching tears like rain.

Yet in this heartbreak, I find a kind of peace,
a bittersweet echo that won’t fade,
reminding me of the beauty
in the love we dared to sing,
even if it’s just a song
of what we used to be.

Answer 1

aww that is so cute ml

Answer 2

omg this is amazing!! one of the best things I've ever read, I love it!!

Answer 3

Nice Job!

Answer 4

good work.

Answer 5

mhm thank you

Answer 6

mhm.

Answer 7

Sososo W

Answer 8

I like it it's great

Answer 9

Nice job!

Answer 10

this is well done so goood u did so good on this one

Answer 11

holy damn this is good lana

Answer 12

np

Answer 13

Good job Lana

Answer 14

@Alanaaaaaaa if you are done please politely close your post to avoid any post trafficking lol, I'd appreciate it. Thank you! 🙏

But non the less this is incredible I love it!!🤍👻