A month ago,
We wandered under the Eiffel Tower,
Hand in hand,
Romance etched in a kiss,
The tower, a silent witness.
A month ago,
Joy twisted into pain,
Screams became the background,
Familiar now, yet still shocking,
Tears in shattered eyes,
Footsteps fading away,
Leaving a trembling form,
Wishing time would pause.
Now, a month later,
She moves on,
Life regains its hue,
Yet echoes of the past remain,
He stands there,
Returning once again.
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