Embers of Love
In the quiet of night, love fades away,
A dying ember in the break of day,
Once a fire that burned so bright,
Now just a memory in the fading light.
The warmth that held us close is gone,
Leaving us to carry on alone,
But in the ashes, a spark remains,
A silent witness to love’s sweet pains.
About the Creator
Francisca
Hi everyone my name is Francisca i am a writer and also I also love cooking.With a passion for exploring the complexities of life through fiction,I bring characters to life in a way that feels both relatable and profound.
One Hard Thing
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before: You have the number, you know your schedule- you’ve even picked out the perfect day and time to make this appointment. Shoot, you’ve even picked out alternative days and times just in case their schedules can’t accommodate you!
By Taylor Rigsby3 days ago in Motivation
Comments (1)
Ver sad. A heartfelt one.