Theme: The complexity of relationships
*The Complexity of Us*
A melody sweet in morning’s dew.
Fingers entwined as hearts set ablaze,
Dreams entwined in a golden haze.
But love is fickle, love is strange,
A shifting tide with a sudden change.
Laughter fades into silent wars,
Words unspoken behind closed doors.
The hands that held now push away,
Echoes linger but hearts betray.
Trust turns brittle and cracks appear,
Once so close but now drowned in fear.
Distance grows where warmth once lay,
Memories beg for time to stay.
Yet longing burns in midnight’s air,
A love too broken yet still there.
Is love a promise or just a game?
Is it fate or is it flame?
Through pain and passion, loss and fight,
We love, we break—we hope, despite
