It’s freeing to love with all your heart,
For souls to connect on a different level.
Shadows drift in the threads of memory,
Each one harder and harder to unravel.

Their laughter still lingers in quiet rooms,
For they never really leave you.
The weight of joy once shared remains,
Though absence leaves a hollow place.

The years have taught me how to heal,
To sit with the silence near.
For mourning grows more with time,
In every moment throughout the years.

So let your heart break this time,
Don’t run from all they knew.
The cracks will glow the light they gave,
And their love will carry you.

The Blunt Siren