Echoes of Time

Voice 1:

In the quiet of night, I hear your whispers,

Echoes of memories, soft as a sigh.

Voice 2:

Do you remember our walks under moonlight?

The way the stars danced in your eyes?

Voice 1:

Those nights were magic, woven with dreams,

Each step a heartbeat, syncopated and true.

Voice 2:

Yet time whispered secrets we couldn't hear,

Its shadows lengthening, pulling us apart.

Voice 1:

I tried to hold on to the fragments of us,

But they slipped through my fingers like sand.

Voice 2:

We were two souls adrift in the currents,

Searching for shores that kept shifting away.

Voice 1:

Did you feel the ache when we said goodbye?

The weight of words unspoken, heavy as stone.

Voice 2:

I carried them like scars etched into skin,

Each one a reminder of a love unfinished.

Voice 1:

Now I trace constellations with trembling hands,

Seeking the constellation that once was ours.

Voice 2:

In the silence, I find solace in memories,

Where our laughter still echoes in the night.

Voice 1:

Will time bring us back to where we began?

Or are we destined to linger in echoes forever?

Voice 2:

Perhaps we'll find each other in another life,

Where our love will bloom anew, untarnished by time.

Voice 1:

Until then, I'll hold onto these echoes of you,

Whispering to the stars, hoping they'll carry my words.

Voice 2:

And I'll listen for your whispers in the night,

Knowing that somewhere, our souls are still intertwined.

Conclusion:

In the dance of time and memory's embrace,

Two voices linger, intertwined in eternal dialogue.