You ask me to not give up on love?

The world moves on, but not for me, 

I am entombed in a timeless pause, 

A spectator to life, a witness to death, Silently sinking, in this somber cause.

Unheard, unnoticed, I drift along, Amongst the living, yet eternally apart,

A mere whisper, a distant echo, 

This ghost of silence, alone in the heart.

 

The ghost of silence, guarding the memories we made.

And though I may be unseen and unheard, my presence lingers, in the depths of your soul, 

The silent witness, to all that we've lost, A reminder that even in silence, love still conquers it all.

- Vrushu