A poem about: Well you only need the light when it's…

Well you only need the light when it's burning lowOnly miss the sun when it starts to snowOnly know you love her when you let her goOnly know you've been high when you're feeling lowOnly hate the road when you're missing homeOnly know you love her when you let her goAnd you let her goStaring at the bottom of your glassHoping one day you'll make a dream lastBut dreams come slow and they go so fastYou see her when you close your eyesMaybe one day you'll understand whyEverything you touch surely diesStaring at the ceiling in the darkSame old empty feeling in your heart'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fastWell you see her when you fall asleepBut never to touch and never to keep'Cause you loved her too much and you dive too deepWell you only need the light when it's burning lowOnly miss the sun when it starts to snowOnly know you love her when you let her goOnly know you've been high when you're feeling lowOnly hate the road when you're missing homeOnly know you love her when you let her goAnd you let her goStaring at the bottom of your glassHoping one day you'll make a dream lastBut dreams come slow and they go so fast

In the whisper of a fading glow,
We learn what we wished weren't so,
The sun’s tender warmth, now cloaked in white,
Shows us what’s lost in the still of the night.

Love’s lesson hidden until it parts,
Grips tightly only broken hearts,
The road is long, the car, a cage,
Home a distant, fading page.

In the quiet clink of an empty glass,
Hope lingers yet it cannot last,
Dreams drift by on fragile wings,
While time, relentless, softly sings.

Through shadows deep, she haunts your sight,
A gentle ghost of whispered light,
Once caressed, now just a glow,
Love’s cruel lesson: learn to let go.

In emptiness, how wisdom sows,
It’s only absence that truly shows,
Fragile beauty held too deep,
Is a dream you hold, but cannot keep.

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In the whisper of a fading glow, We learn what we wished weren't so, The sun’s tender warmth, now cloaked in white, Shows us what’s lost in the still of the night. Love’s lesson hidden until it parts, Grips tightly only broken hearts, The road is long, the car, a cage, Home a distant, fading page. In the quiet clink of an empty glass, Hope lingers yet it cannot last, Dreams drift by on fragile wings, While time, relentless, softly sings. Through shadows deep, she haunts your sight, A gentle ghost of whispered light, Once caressed, now just a glow, Love’s cruel lesson: learn to let go. In emptiness, how wisdom sows, It’s only absence that truly shows, Fragile beauty held too deep, Is a dream you hold, but cannot keep.