Her farewell message can still be heard

I sense a sorrow, a deep lament,

Lost my dearest, my true intent.

She was my solace, love I bestowed,

Emptiness lingers from letting her go.

Navigating tumult, and transformations,

Craving alterations to life's fluctuations.

Cradled her tenderly, cherished each morn,

Our love a force, eventually forlorn.

Shadows obscured our shared delight,

Silhouettes danced; love took flight.

I'm traversing transitions, a metamorphosis,

Seeking a revolution, life's genesis.

Time unfolded, realization emerged,

Her farewell message can still be heard.

Life marches on, without you, hollow,

Longing to rewind, to reshape tomorrow.