Elegy.

🍂 The world is a canvas painted in hues of twilight, where shadows dance and whispers linger like secrets untold. Each breath feels heavier, as if the air itself mourns the passage of time. I stand here, amidst the remnants of what once was—a fleeting memory etched into the fabric of existence.

🍁 Leaves fall silently from ancient trees, their vibrant greens now reduced to brittle amber. They remind me of life’s impermanence, how every moment slips through our fingers like water. Yet, even in decay lies beauty; a cycle unbroken, a promise kept by nature herself.

💫 Stars pierce the velvet expanse above, offering solace in their distant glow. They whisper tales of hope and resilience, urging us not to fear the darkness but to embrace it. For within the void, we find clarity, and in loss, we discover strength.

💔 And so, I pen this elegy—not out of sorrow, but gratitude. Gratitude for the moments shared, the lessons learned, and the love that transcends time. Though some things fade, they never truly disappear. They live on, woven into the tapestry of our hearts.