A man who cheats always ends up in misery.
Cheating doesn't make you powerful,
it makes you weak.
You don't win anything by lying and betraying.
You lose respect,
you lose peace,
and in the end,
you lose the woman who truly cared for you.
The real strength is loving one woman and staying loyal.
Remember this,
a loyal man gains respect.
A cheating man loses everything.
The code we tried to send was a language near its end.
This is our final transmission,
a message through the dark.
A ghost in repetition,
fading like a spark.
Listen,
no one left to find.
Our final transmission,
lost between the lines.
You whispered soft through digital rain,
a flickered car between the pain.
The satellites
still hold our lives,
to fading blips in endless skies.
The static drowns your last reply.
Your voice dissolves, I don't know why.
We built forever on thin glass,
and watched it shatter as we passed.
Every word we tried to save now echoes from a fragile grave.
A signal left to die,
a promise without mission.
A frequency by.
No one left to listen,
no one left to find.
This
is our final transmission,
fading through the void.
A spark we can't recondition,
a love we both destroyed.
No more words, no last goodbye.
Just a signal left to die.
Our final transmission,
still
reaching for the sky.