She stepped in, shadows dancing on her face,

She stepped in, shadows dancing on her face, A spark ignited, time slowed down in this place. Eyes like a canvas, painting dreams in the night, But the weight of the world turned the colors to white. Her laughter echoed, a haunting melody, In a crowded room, it felt like just her and me. But whispers of the past wrapped tight like a chain, Every word she spoke, a reminder of pain. She wanted me close, but the distance was real, Caught in the twilight, where darkness can heal. But I felt the pull, like gravity’s grip, Two souls adrift on this melancholic trip. Her touch was electric, but the vibe was so cold, In the silence between, so much left untold. We danced on the edge, where hope meets despair, In the first encounter, I felt her despair.