My Angel

Verse 1: In the silence of my room, where echoes paint your name, I'm scribbling verses on pages, with tears that fall like rain. You're the melody in my head, the beat my heart can't forget, A love story unfinished, etched in the sunset. We danced in the twilight, your laughter my guide, Now I'm shadow-boxing memories, with nowhere to hide. Your essence, a fragrance, I still breathe in deep, In the gallery of my dreams, it's your portrait I keep. I confess, my love's an ocean, for you, it's ever deep, Tossed in waves of emotion, it's your smile I seek to keep. A king without his queen, a rhyme without its reason, Every season without you feels like the coldest treason. They say love's a journey, but mine's been stuck in reverse, Each verse I write for you, a blessing and a curse. You're the story I tell, with every beat I spill, My love's the ink, my heart the quill, for you, I always will. Verse 2: Caught in the riptide of past and present, where your echo resides, I find solace in the moon, where our love's spirit hides. Your ghost lingers in my sheets, in the crease of every fold, A story of our love, too precious, too bold. we built a castle from dreams, brick by dreams, so high, But it crumbled to the ground when we said goodbye. Yet, in every broken piece, your reflection I see, A mosaic of our memories, where I still roam free. They say time's a healer, but it's been a thief to me, Stole every moment ahead, that we were supposed to be. But I'm a warrior in love, armed with hope, dressed in resilience, Fighting through the shadows, defying love's distance. Your name, a sacred chant, my heart's relentless plea, In the silence of my prayers, it's your face I see. I'm holding onto a dream, where love conquers all, Where you and I rewrite the stars, refusing to fall. In the quiet of the dawn, where hope whispers anew, I see traces of us, in the dew's gentle hue. Your absence a chasm, wide and deep, yet in dreams, we leap, Over canyons of the unsaid, promises we couldn't keep. I've walked through the archives of our laughter and pain, Each memory a lesson, each loss a gain. In the mirror of the night, I see not one but two, My reflection haunted, by the absence of you. But love, like a phoenix, from ashes, it rises, Beyond mistakes, beyond compromises. With every beat of my heart, your name it carves, Across the universe, our story, in stars it arcs. I stand at the crossroads, of past and present, Holding onto a love, so immensely potent. For in every ending, there's a new beginning's art, You'll forever be the muse, the rhythm in my heart. As dawn breaks, casting light on shadows long cast, I find strength in the love I thought belonged to the past. Each sunrise, a canvas, painting hopes anew, In every hue, I find a reason to pursue. Through the storms, through the calm, your essence remains, A guiding force, a heartbeat, through all my gains and pains. I've journeyed through the echo of our whispered past, To a place where love's whisper guides me at last. In the fabric of the night, our memories intertwined, A tapestry of moments, brilliantly designed. Your love, a beacon, in my darkest night, A reason to fight, to make everything right. I pen these verses not as an end, but a start, A testament to the love that's never apart. For in the heart of a poet, where emotions reside, You're an eternal flame, burning bright, inside. As the final notes fade into the night's embrace, I find solace in the journey, in love's intricate lace. The road may twist and turn, through shadows it weaves, But it's love's light that guides me, in what my heart believes. In the quiet moments, your memory I hold dear, A whisper of the past, yet ever so clear. For love, like a river, flows, it never ends, Around each bend, it grows, in messages it sends. So here I stand, under the vast, starlit sky, With a heart full of love, that refuses to say goodbye. For in every end, there's a beginning anew, A story untold, a love so true.