A small chance, a greater outcome,
roaming above our heads, shuffling.
Dancing between our thoughts,
endlessly moving through silence.
There's a possibility lying deep in our hearts.

*I really liked how you started this. Very sweet and simple. But I tink you had alot of commas where you didn't need them at. I'd fix that it messed with the flow of the poem*

Tell me when you hear the final beats,
final remnants of a thriving heart.
Let me know when it starts oncemore,

*I think "oncemore" shoud have a space in between it*

revived by your enduring love and care.
There's a possibility, bubbling to the surface.

*Instead of "bubbling" I'd say "rising" or "moving.*

Light fades in pictures, but remains bright in all our memories, stored safely in my eyes, heart, and mind.
There's a possibility of a budding romance, growing in our souls, released through tender lips.

*I liked how you ended this but I would change the syntax. You used short sentences in the beginning so making them longer at the end messed up the flow a little. I love the imagery and the simple way you wrote this. I'm glad to see you writing again though :) Keep it up sweetie. Nik*

I liked "Light fades in pictures, but remains bright in all our memories, stored safely in my eyes, heart, and mind." it's so true. great job! :) please read my "scars" and "change" poem? please?