I wander through corridors where memories sleep,
In dust and shadows where old promises weep.
Every step echoes the silence of what we lost,
Yet in these scattered remnants, I learn at any cost.  
In the hollowness of goodbye, hope quietly survives,
A tender ember kindling deep in our lives.  
Ashes of abandonment, scattered yet free,
I gather every remnant to reshape destiny.
From the ruins of love that crumbled on the floor,
I rise from each ember, reborn to soar.  
The chill of your departure clings to the air,
Yet every falling ash teaches me to repair.
I walk the path from sorrow toward a new dawn,
Leaving behind the ruins of a love long gone.
When the night is long and the stars hide away,
I wrap these memories so despair won’t stay.
A slow-burning fire whispers, “This is where you restart,”
Transforming loss into the art of a brave heart.
Ashes of abandonment now carry me anew,
Molded into purpose with every morning’s dew.
Ashes turn to art, as loss transforms to grace
In each ember, I discover my sacred place.