Love was an hourglass, steady and bright,
Each promise a grain in the softening light.
We watched as the moments began to slip,
A fleeting dream from your trembling lips.

Each grain was a hope, a word we had shared,
A promise to hold, a love we declared.
But time, like a thief, took what we knew,
All the sands fell out and so did you.

You held the base, I grasped the top,
Fingers trembling, unable to stop.
The glass began to crack and break,
And with it, our love began to ache.

The sands of our heart scattered wide,
No longer a rhythm, no longer a guide.
Each grain a reminder of what once was,
Now dust in the air, with no reason or cause.

And in the end all that’s left to see,
Are shards of what we used to be.
The hourglass shattered, the promises gone,
Just dust in the air and a love withdrawn.