From love to hate, a winding path untrod,
Where once sweet roses bloomed in vibrant hue,
Now thorns and darkness shroud what once we knew,
The bitter taste of love’s deceit, a fraud.
In golden light, you held my heart entwined,
Love’s melodies played softly in our souls,
But now your touch brings icy winds that howl,
And love's sweet lament resonates, confined.
The mirror shattered, shards of dreams remain,
Reflecting fractured memories of bliss,
A haunting echo of a stolen kiss,
Lost in the crevices of love's cruel pain.
Yet still, in shadows’ grasp, your beauty lies,
A tortured flame in darkened lover’s eyes.
Oh, once, love’s tender gaze would softly dance,
And in your eyes, I glimpsed eternity.
But now, a ghostly, fleeting memory,
A distant echo of our lost romance.
How cruel fate has led us far astray,
From love's sweet warmth to hate's cold, barren snow,
From love's gentle embrace to bitter woe,
Where once we sang, now silence holds its sway.
Yet even in this mire of love’s disdain,
A spark remains, though hidden deep within,
A glimmer of desire that still does gleam,
A weary ember, fighting to remain.
And so, from love to hate we slowly drift,
Our hearts entangled in this fateful rift.
Though love's fragile threads may come undone,
And darkness veils the beauty of our past,
There lingers still a love that e'er will last,
In whispered words, when all is said and done.
For even in the depths of bitter strife,
Our souls still seek some solace in this gloom,
Yearning for the love we once did consume,
Seeking redemption in the realms of life.
From love to hate, our souls entwined in fate,
Yet love endures, for it will always wait.