A Love Story Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Two hands that meet, a spark of light,
The world feels warm, the future bright.
A shared soft laugh, a gentle gaze,
Lost in the glow of happy days.

But winds can shift and skies turn gray,
And laughter slowly fades away.
The silence grows, the walls rise high,
A whispered 'goodbye' beneath the sky.

Now shadows walk where once we stood,
I'd hold you still, if only I could.
The heart aches deep, a hollow space,
Still searching for your absent face.

The memories stay, a bittersweet song,
Of where I feel I still belong.
Though time moves on, the longing stays,
Like embers burning through the haze.