I take you back, though time has worn
The edges of the love we’ve sworn.
Through silence cold and words like fire,
We built a wall with hurt and ire.
But here you stand, the same, yet changed,
A heart once close, now rearranged.
The past is heavy in your eyes,
A storm that never quite denies.
Still, something soft within me wakes,
A thread of hope that never breaks.
For even after all we’ve lost,
I find you worth this higher cost.
So take my hand, and let’s rebuild,
The spaces that our anger filled.
For love, though bruised, still finds its way,
To brighter dawns and softer days.
