She waits, her heart a flickering flame,
Hoping to hear his voice again.
But the night grows cold, her pleas in vain -
He's vanished, leaving her to mourn.
The grave of silence, so deep and wide,
Swallows her messages, one by one.
No response, no sign that he's alive,
Just the darkness, where her love has gone.
She searches for answers in the night,
Grasping at shadows, finding none.
Has she been buried, out of sight?
Is this the fate her heart has won?
The grave of his absence, so stark and bare,
Entombs the future they once shared.
She stands alone, consumed by despair,
Ghosted in the night, her love ensnared.
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