Barren Land

How can love endure what it cannot hold,  

When trust is shattered, and truth turns cold?  

Yet here I stand, with pieces in hand,  

Still searching for warmth in a barren land.  

You broke me, not once, but time and again,  

Yet my heart beats your name through the pain.  

I forgave you, not to lessen the ache,  

But to free myself from what time cannot take.  

Each shard of love, though jagged and torn,  

Still hums with the melody of vows once sworn.  

For though we’re apart, and rightly so,  

The echo of us refuses to go.  

I release you now, not in anger, but peace,  

For love, even broken, seeks its release.  

May your path find light, as I rebuild mine,  

From the ruins of us, I will learn to shine.