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The moon paints silver on this empty bed,
Whispers of your memory still echo in my head.
This old house trembles with the vows we tried to save—
Now there’s nothing but the silence
And the choices that we made.
I trace the patterns in this weathered wood,
Where all our sweetest moments once were understood.
The photographs are fading like the love we held back then—
Just ghosts of conversations
I keep living in again.
All these velvet shadows
Dancing in the gloom,
Following my footsteps
Through this lonely room.
The softest recollection,
Sharp as broken glass—
Reminding me that even beautiful things
Can’t always last.
Maybe tomorrow brings a brighter hue,
Where all these velvet shadows
Turn into something new.
But tonight I let them hold me
In their gentle dark embrace,
Trying hard to find the strength
To wear a smile upon my face.
All these velvet shadows
Dancing in the blue,
Haunting every corner
Where I once had you.
The softest recollection,
Sharp as broken glass—
Reminding me that even beautiful things
Can’t always last.
They say that time can heal
The deepest of the pain,
Like gentle morning sunlight
Washing out the pouring rain.
But some loves leave an imprint—
Soft and never true,
And I'm still learning how to live
Without the thought of you.
All these velvet shadows
Dancing in the gloom,
Following my footsteps
Through this lonely room.
The softest recollection,
Sharp as broken glass—
But I’m learning how to let
These beautiful shadows pass.
Shadow after shadow,
Learning how to say goodbye…
Just fading shadows—
But tonight, they’re still mine.