Echoes of Unreciprocated Love
In the silence of a week, I found my way,
Through echoes of your laughter, now faded gray.
Seven days of absence, a heavy heart’s toll,
I gathered my courage, yet lost all control.
With trembling fingers, I blocked you from sight,
On every platform, I severed the light.
But your number remains, a lifeline in wait,
For the whispers of hope that still tempt my fate.
You hurt me deeply, like shadows at noon,
Yet love lingers softly, a haunting tune.
I’ve turned from the world, lost interest in all,
For no one else matters; it’s you I still call.
Your gaze never lingered, your heart turned away,
My truth was a barrier, a price I must pay.
Yet here in this chaos, my heart beats for you,
A paradox tangled in shades of the blue.
Motivation has fled, like leaves in the breeze,
The passions I cherished have fallen with ease.
But even through heartache, I’d welcome you back,
To love you the same, though my spirit feels cracked.
Oh, how can I move on when you’re etched in my soul?
A bittersweet longing that won’t let me go.
Though I know you may not see the love that I bear,
In the depths of my being, it’s you who is there.
So here I remain, in this limbo of pain,
Caught between freedom and love’s endless chain.
For even in darkness, your memory shines bright,
And I’d hold you again, if you stepped into light.
In the shadows of our past, where memories entwine,
I feel the weight of moments, both tender and unkind.
The laughter and the whispers, the secrets we shared,
Yet now I stand in silence, feeling stripped and bared.
You held me close in passion, in a dance of skin and soul,
But when love turned to labels, you made me feel less whole.
To hear you say you can’t, that my truth is a wall,
It cuts deeper than the night, it echoes through it all.
That stuffed dino beside me, a remnant of your grace,
A soft reminder of warmth, of a once cherished place.
I clutch it tight in darkness, as dreams of you unfold,
Yet wake to find the daylight, and the truth feels cold.
You’ve moved on to someone new, while I linger in the past,
And though the world may urge me to let go, to be steadfast,
I can’t summon the anger, the hatred they expect,
For deep down in my heart, it’s still you I protect.
People say I should hate you, that I should turn away,
But love isn’t so simple; it doesn’t just decay.
It’s woven into my being, a thread that won’t unwind,
And even through the hurt, it’s compassion I find.
So here I am, caught in this bittersweet embrace,
Wrestling with the longing, the ache of your trace.
Though you may not see me, or the love that I bear,
I’ll carry you within me, forever, everywhere.