Clumsy Charm and Silver Trinket

We were summer night, alive with a thousand tiny flames. Now, the season turned, and the frost has claimed our luminescence. Where did the gentle breeze that carried us become a howling wind? All that's left is this cavernous emptiness.

You gave me this pendant as an apology for everything. But will it be enough? Can we truly rebuild what we've broken?

How could we have let things get so tangled? Brick by bitter brick, we raised this barrier. Each slammed door is a deliberate scar etched into our history. I told myself I was strong, that I deserved better than your impulsiveness. But the lie couldn't conceal the bleeding wound beneath the surface.

The world is still crumbling, and there's no one left who knows how to laugh it back into place for me. My heart aches for the ghost of your smile, the one that could always pull me from the wreckage of my worst days.

"Even the sky is crying. Guess we're not the only ones."

And you're always trying to fix things with a clumsy charm and silver trinket. But it fell flat this time. Maybe it was the way your eyes held mine. Or maybe it was the touch of your hand. We both have played our part in this tragic dance. But maybe we can turn this tide.

The bus lurches forward, carrying us both away from the city. But where are we going? To a place where we can mend the broken pieces? Or are we simply drifting further apart?

Across the aisle, you're fiddling with your own necklace. The silver glinting in the dim light. Are you thinking of me too? Do you feel this longing for the way things used to be?

Maybe this isn't the end. Maybe we can find a way back to the sunshine. So this time, I vowed I would hold onto us with all the fierce love that resides within my heart.