Echoes Of Love Once Mine Poem by bonifacio alba

'Echoes of a Love Once Mine'
by Bonifacio Alba

I still remember—how can I forget?
The days we danced where the sunsets met.
You were the love I called my own,
A fire once lit, now cold as stone.

We tasted love, and touched the skies,
Then wandered into secret lies.
Affairs that bloomed, then slipped away,
Now haunt the silence of each day.

Yet sweet the echoes still remain,
In gentle winds, in falling rain.
I cling to what was soft and true,
Though fate had led me far from you.

We walked apart, we found new hands,
Built different dreams on shifting sands.
And though new hearts may keep me warm,
Your memory still takes its form.

Sometimes it knocks—so faint, so near,
A whisper filled with joy and fear.
A ghost that strolls through yesterday,
But I must turn and walk away.

The past may haunt, leave scars behind,
But life moves on, I've come to find.
There's emptiness, but I must cope,
With eyes still searching light and hope.

So here I stand, both scarred and wise,
Beneath life's ever-changing skies.
No longer chained, no longer blind,
I face the truth—no peace I'll find…

Unless I live, unless I try,
To let the pain just pass me by.
The love we had was real, then gone—
But still, I rise, I move… I move on.