Lost Love

A whisper in the wind, now faint, The echo of a sweet complaint, Once vibrant in the morning’s glow, Now fading in the dusk's soft flow. Your touch, a ghost upon my skin, A memory that aches within, The warmth we shared, now turned to cold, A story that was left untold. The days we danced, the nights we dreamed, Now slip away like fragile seams, I search for traces left behind, But lost love is a cruel kind. Yet still, I hold you in my heart, Though time has drawn us far apart, For love that’s lost is never gone, It lingers, like a distant song.