In the depths of love’s labyrinth, we tread, Each step a dance, each moment a thread. But alas, sometimes the path grows dark, And love’s sweet melody turns stark.

When love’s flame flickers and starts to wane, Leaving behind echoes of heart’s pain, We mourn the loss, we grieve the past, Wondering how long heartache will last.

Yet in the shadows, a glimmer appears, A whispered promise to calm our fears. For though one love may fade and die, Hope blooms anew, painting the sky.

“Just because,” whispers the wind’s soft call, “One love falters, doesn’t mean love’s fall. For in the tapestry of fate’s design, New love awaits, oh so divine.”

So let us not dwell in love’s demise, But lift our gaze to brighter skies. For though one love may not endure, Another love’s embrace is pure.

In the symphony of life’s refrain, Love’s melody echoes once again. For every ending, a new start, A chance to heal a wounded heart.

So let us embrace the dawn’s first light, And welcome love with all our might. For in the journey of love’s refrain, Hope springs eternal once again.