Silent Whispers

A poem about love and loss I wrote a year or so ago

The silent whispers of the night
Loves sweet flame we must ignite
For if you are to love, for love you must fight
Then wrong turns to right and you're forgotten overnight

Vividly they remember the pain and the heartbreak
But never the right, or the pain of the fight
Well that's alright

Too much focus on me, what about you?
You walk around head high and chin up
Ripped and tattered
Broken and battered

They said they could never, and would never leave you
But where were they when it mattered?
As your heart quietly shattered and the blood painfully splattered

Your life drains away
Let it go it's done they say, but you're conscious of it in heart and soul
And your mind thinks of it everyday
If it's truly done, then help me stop this inner decay
If you may

He's dying inside, everyday he's alone and crying inside
Whose by his side? He's alone till nightfall
Her sweet voice sounds delightful
Is it noise, or the sweet whispers of nightfall?