Love and Loss
Love and Loss
Ghosts of missed chances, haunt my restless mind,
Regrets and what-ifs, leave my heart confined.
Yet I raise my glass, to hope’s flickering flame,
Praying for love’s revival, a second chance to claim.
So I wander through the city, with hope in my eyes,
Knowing love may come, in unexpected disguise.
For in this modern world, where hearts are easily lost,
I’ll keep searching for love, no matter the cost.
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