I loved like a tide loves the sea,
Crashing wild, with everything in me.
My heart was a tempest of fire and light,
Dancing on the edge of eternity, burning bright.
But love, it devoured me,
Stripped me bare until I was nothing but the wind,
Blowing through empty corridors of my soul,
A hollow gust where my heart used to beat.
I gave it all, until my hands bled rivers,
Until my veins ran dry, and my voice faded into the storm.
I loved so much I became the love itself—
But now, I am only the void it carved within.
I am the echo of that vanished tenderness,
A ghost wandering through the ruins of my own making.
No more softness, no more warmth—
Just a vessel drained of all color, all light.
The love I carried turned to dust in my chest,
And now I am weightless, floating in the dark,
I once loved like the universe—
But now, I am a star flickering without a spark.