~🖤 Whispers of a Love That Was ( A Dark Romance Tale of Memory, Mourning, and Maybe… Hope )

 

🖤 "Whispers of a Love That Was"

A Dark Romance Tale of Memory, Mourning, and Maybe… Hope

🪶 Prologue

Some hearts don’t break — they echo
Echo with memories, smiles, and laughter that once felt eternal
And when love disappears, it doesn’t vanish… it just lingers, waiting to be written again — in another time, maybe another life

 

🥀 The Story

I still remember the way her laughter used to fall — like rain on glass
Soft. Sudden. Beautiful
I used to trace it in my memory, over and over, like a melody I never wanted to forget

We weren’t perfect

 But there were mornings her head was on my chest
her breathing syncing with mine
and I believed the universe had finally aligned… just for us

But stars burn fast when they burn too bright

She left
Or maybe I lost her
I don’t even know anymore

All I remember is that she stopped appearing in the little things —
in songs, in coffee cups, in old books

Then suddenly… she was everywhere again

 But only as a ghost

 

Sometimes I dream of her —
Not the real her

 But the version I kept alive in my mind
The one who stayed

 The one who still whispered “I love you” in the dark

And when I wake, my chest aches —
not from missing her

 but from the weight of remembering how it felt to be loved like that

 

I keep telling myself
Fold her into memory
Close the chapter

 Let the ink dry

But memory is cruel
It doesn’t fade — it recites

And so, I whisper to myself… over and over

“She’s gone
But love… doesn’t die
Maybe not now
But one day —
I’ll love again

 I’ll hear that laughter in someone else’s voice

 And this time

 the stars won’t burn out
They’ll guide me home

 

🕯️ Epilogue

Loss is not the end
It’s just a pause in the story
And sometimes, the heart waits —
not for the same love

 but for the same feeling
in a new pair of eyes