My love button has died

In the quiet hum of a fading day, My love button stopped—oh, where did it stray? No longer it sparkles, no longer it glows, In the garden of feelings, a withering rose. Once, it ignited the fire in my heart, Every beat a rhythm, a symphonic art. With a touch, it would sing, a sweet melody, But now all that echoes is silence from me. I wandered through memories, dusty and old, Searching for warmth in the stories we told. But shadows have deepened, they wrap 'round my soul, With the click of your laughter, I felt so whole. Where once there was magic, alive in the air, Now emptiness lingers, a hushed, aching stare. I long for the moments we spun like a dream, But time's cruel passage has muted the theme. Yet in the dim corners where heartstrings still hum, I’ll gather the pieces, though feeling so numb. For love doesn’t vanish; it reshapes and bends, And the button may die, but the heart never ends. So here’s to the memories, the laughter, the pain, To the love that endures, though it may feel in vain. I’ll search for a new button, a spark to ignite, For in every ending, there’s hope for new light.