In the shadows of silence, I'm scared to tread, Neglecting whispers in the night, fear's steady thread. He once was my anchor, my sun, my song, But a chill has settled where warmth belonged. His heart once beat true, a steadfast refrain, Now drifts distant, a ghost of love's fleeting chain. I speak into echoes, he turns to ignore, The words, once a bridge, are now a closed door. I found in him the care I was denied, Now paper wishes scatter, withered, outside. He was the constant in a world so cold, Yet his silence screams louder than stories I told. Though shadows of love now threadbare lie, In them, I search for reasons why. For in his care, I dared to dream, But he's just another fading beam.