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Even when you haven't said a word in years

I am still here, thinking and caring about you
Do not be sad
For fate is inevitable,
What’s destined will find its way.
The pens have dried,
The pages have been folded,
And every matter has already been settled.
So your sorrow changes nothing
It neither hastens nor delays,
Neither adds nor takes away.
I hardly think about you
Except when the music plays
And I realize that no one else
In the whole wide world
Knows the lyrics
But us...
Once or twice a day is not that much, after all...
Does your silence mean your no?
Does your hush mean my cold?
Was I not enough, was I too bold?

I really thought we had a chance,
Paths intertwined, our future in advance.
I do apologize if I hurted you in my vain
I'm so sorry for the pain.

I think it's time for me to make my last vow:
To bend my head back and take my last fall.
I solemnly swear to love you all the way—
Till the earth cracks… till the last day.
Is this our last goodbye my shinning star?
The red sign has caught up—
I've decided I've had enough.
The rain is no longer a drizzle;
It's soaking me, leaving me brittle.

I've tried to show you what to do,
But my words don't make it through.
You speak of love set to bloom,
Yet silence fills up the room.

Not with whispers, calm and kind—
But with pieces you've left behind.
They aren't softly spoken,
They're silent and broken.

I wish things turned out right
But love can't bloom without light
I'll miss the "us" we used to try—
But still, I leave. This is goodbye.
It hurts to let go, but staying hurts worse.
Warm, but it flickers—candlelight gold.
You live in fight or flight, I see,
Always hoping to break free.

You pour out loving words, no doubt,
Yet stab me softly as they spill out.
I know you don’t mean to—I promise.
But how much longer till you promise?

I’ll hold the pain, I swear—be honest.
I’ll write it down, try to keep quiet,
Tuck it away, keep it all private,
While my heart sparks a silent riot.

Hiding the bold lines that bleed in ink and not my skin,
Questioning and asking when
And if I will I give in,
And let it bleed from my skin.

Still, even pain can bloom, if sown.  
Loving you might be hard now—  
But I won't let you go.  
I still want our love to grow.
I kept telling myself everything is fine,
All I need to do is walk the line.
Keep my head up — for the past,
I need to let go, for once, at last.

Letting go is hard.
I have to keep myself on guard.
Between us, I don’t want to build a wall,
I’m just petrified for us to fall.

I'll keep drying my tears — but don’t fret,
It’s only because I wasn’t ready yet.
I'll miss the thought of you, it’s true,
But I could never forget my sweet baby boy blue.

I'll be here waiting with open arms and heart.
I could — and would — never pull us apart.
Stay strong, keep your life steady,
And just know... I wasn’t ready.
The real question is would I have ever been ready? Did you save me from dreading over it before it happened.?
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