Through the kaleidoscope of moments we shared, I believed love was timeless, a treasure to
be paired.
Yet the colors blurt, and the patterns changed, love's poor threats altered, in a world rearranged.
I thought love was beautiful, like a dance in the rain, but now it's just memories, etched
with silent pain, laughter like music, now a distant refrain.
I thought love was beautiful, but it couldn't sustain, in the garden of emotions, where
flowers once grew.
I thought love was beautiful, like morning dew, yet petals fell, and the soil grew cold.
Love's symphony silenced, as stories unfold, I thought love was beautiful, like a canvas
of the sky, but now it's just echoes, asking the question, why?
Stars that once sparkled, now lost in the night, I thought love was beautiful, but it
took its plight, in the quiet echoes of what used to be.
I thought love was beautiful, a vision to see, yet here I stand, with a heart that's
scarred, learning that love, once beautiful, can leave you marred.
I thought love was beautiful, like a song in the night, but now it's just echoes, lost
in the fading light, promises whispered, like petals in the breeze.
I thought love was beautiful, but it brought me to my knees.
I thought love was beautiful.
I thought love was beautiful.