When love so deep slips through your hands,
And fate rewrites the life you’d planned,
The world may blur, the nights feel long,
Yet even in loss, love’s echo is strong.
The heart may ache, the tears may flow,
But in their wake, new seeds will grow.
For love once shared leaves marks that stay,
A guiding light through shadowed days.
Each memory glows, a gentle spark,
Illuminating the paths turned dark.
Though they are gone, their love remains,
An endless song in life’s refrains.
Heartbreak humbles, yet it refines,
Revealing truths in tender lines.
That love, though fleeting, shapes our core,
And opens us to love once more.
For love’s a river, vast and wide,
Its currents strong, its beauty untied.
Though one great love has bid goodbye,
The heart remembers, it will not die.
Instead, it beats with strength renewed,
A vessel of love, both old and true.
For losing love does not erase—
It plants the seeds for deeper grace.
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