A TALE OF WHAT IS NOT MEANT TO BE

I stood at the edge of what could have been
The wind whispered promises it never kept
Shadows stretched where light should grow
And silence filled the words you left

I built a home in fleeting dreams
But the walls collapsed with every try
Your voice, a ghost, it lingers still
A hollow truth I can't deny

I gave my all to a fading spark
Lost myself in the endless dark
Every hope became a lie
A fragile star in a breaking sky

The moments cracked beneath the strain
Each choice a fault, each path a wound
I reached for meaning, found it bare
A bitter lesson, cruelly tuned

You were the fire, the flood, the fall
I was the ash left in your wake
The weight of what wasn't drags me down
The quiet ache I cannot shake

I gave my all to a fading spark
Lost myself in the endless dark
Every hope became a lie
A fragile star in a breaking sky

Did you feel the fractures grow?
Did you see the cracks inside my soul?
Or was I always just a fading light
Too dim to guide you through the night?

Now I carry the weight of what wasn't
Every echo, every failed refrain
But through the loss, I see the dawn
Even disappointment fades in rain

I am the shadow of what remains
A quiet echo in the falling rain
Disappointment lingers, cold and true
A fleeting trace of me, and you