A love's fading flame

In the beginning, a tale so sweet, A love blossomed, oh, what a treat. He painted dreams, of us together, Promises made, to last forever. His words, they wove a golden thread, In his embrace, I found solace, not dread. But as time passed, his touch grew cold, His love, once fiery, now timid and old. I chased his love, like a fleeting dream, But in his eyes, no love did gleam. He held me close, yet kept me at bay, His silence spoke, of love's decay. A friend he became, in times of need, Embracing my heart, with care and heed. Yet beneath the surface, a truth did lie, His love, a mirage, bidding goodbye. Now tired of chasing, love's fading flame, I sense the embers, whispering my name. For in his silence, I find my release, To let go of love, and find my peace. By: Innantia Magcanya