Your Melody of Heartache

A cycle of poems «Your Melody of Heartache»

I found your voice in an old demo,
A whispered line I’d almost forgot.
You sang my name like a symphony…
Now it’s the ache that never stops.

We wrote our story in minor keys,
With coffee-stained lyrics and trembling hands.
You played the chords on a sunlit breeze,
And turned my silence into plans.

We dreamed in songs, not silver rings,
Of open roads and midnight skies.
You called me home on broken strings -
But home can leave. And love can die.

Now every note feels like a scar,
A harmony too sharp to bear.
I press delete - but here you are,
Still humming through the empty air.

You’re my melody of heartache,
The song I play but can’t escape.
Sweet as summer, sharp as frost,
Every line a ghost I lost.
I should burn the tapes, let go—
But your voice still sings me slow.

That rainy night at the station door,
You held my hand but looked away.
Said, "Some loves aren’t meant for more -
Just moments meant to fade to gray."

You left your guitar by the bed,
Strings still tuned to our refrain.
I tried to write without you instead -
But all my words just called your name.

Now every chorus pulls me down,
To where your shadow starts to weep.
I wear your sadness like a crown,
And fall back fast into the deep.

You’re my melody of heartache,
The song I play but can’t escape.
Sweet as summer, sharp as frost,
Every line a ghost I lost.
I should burn the tapes, let go -
But your voice still sings me slow.

Maybe time won’t steal your tone,
Or mute the way you used to cry.
But I don’t want to face alone
The lullaby that made me fly.

So I’ll rewrite the final verse -
Not with blame, nor bitter sound,
But with grace, and something worse:
Love that lives when we’re not found.

And if one day you hear this tune,
Wherever life has pulled you far…
Know I kept your soul in June -
Even if you’re no longer my star.

So I’ll play it once. Then turn it low.
Let the last chord breathe and bend.
Not goodbye… just let it go.
And love you… past the end.

You’re my melody of heartache…
And still, the sweetest song I’ve made.