In the quiet ache of loss, a heart struggles To navigate the tangled path of grief, Wounds still raw, fears weighing heavy,
Echoes of past love whispering softly.
But in the silence, a seed of hope unfurls A flicker of light in the darkness, A fleeting glimpse of what could be, A tentative step towards healing.
To fall in love after loss is to bravely Open oneself to the unknown,
To trust in the magic of new beginnings,
To embrace the beauty that comes after the storm.
It is in the gentle touch of a hand, The laughter that dances in the eyes, The shared moments of vulnerability, That love finds its way back home.
