A Tranquil Ode to Unwavering Devotion

Where tears live in the world of hearts,

I confess a heartfelt yet painful story of love.

As a result, in this world, where spirits converge,

Love without conditions is a priceless treasure.

A love was once born, pure and unshakable like the first rays of morning.

Unending love, a lighthouse, a spark of hope, driving out the night.

Love endured every storm and stayed strong.

An oasis of calm in the midst of life's storm.

Love persevered despite all the difficulties and strain in the middle of the never-ending downpour.

But a wicked mistress named Destiny played her cards, shattering their sandcastle.

Love ripped apart, a brutal decree, two souls let free, and a sad turn of events.

But despite the pain and gloom, Love persisted, a frightful presence to endure.

A lingering pain, a bittersweet memory

It would not break of a love so pure.

Memories persist in the stillness of the deep.

An enduring refrain is etched in the heart.

Unconditional love, a depressing tune,

whispering of a faraway dream of what once was.

We sorrow the agony and the loss because we know that real love never fades.

Because even amid grief, the flame of love shines bright, illuminating our way through the darkest night.

Oh, unwavering love, a bittersweet joy,

A tear-stained predicament and a perplexing blessing.

Whereas shadows mourn in the domain of the heart,

A story of love that is deeply carved in memory.