Echos of love
(F. Galaz ,2024)
My dearest love,
In the corridors of my heart, your footsteps still echos and the nights are longer as your ghost comes to visit me often.
Today, my thoughts unfurl a silent film of memories, elusive to pause. The dream of how a life together could be, still kissing my forehead and in a soft caress, draw my face in melancholy expression, as if he still regret of our broken promises.
In the whispers of shadows, memories stir, of kids we couldn’t rise, places we couldn’t meet,
laughs about buses missed, stations out of reach, and the adventures unshared, lessons they could teach us.
Yet in the silence, where regrets abide, we find solace in dreams, where hope resides.
