In twilight's hush, the inked paper lies, A farewell carved beneath the evening skies. With trembling hand, a final note is penned, Where shadows dance and silent echoes blend. A beautiful goodbye, a swan's last song, Chanting the laughter where memories belong. The fight was fierce, each moment a breath, An endeavor of valor, now entwined with death. To serve a pleasure and embrace the ache, Through storms of sorrow, a path to break. What once fractured now weaves a gentle grace, In this end, a release, a tender embrace. To withstand the storm that fractured my soul, And find my peace in letting go.