every glance I gave you was a sentence I couldn't say.
you were my favorite almost,
my never-told always.
the beauty in your eyes,
make me wish I never had to say those goodbyes.

I spoke to you in moments,
not in words.
in the way my eyes lingered
a second too long.

You never noticed the tremble
in my hello,
Or the smile and flush of warmth on my face when you walked by.

I kept my love like a pressed flower,
hidden between the pages
Because we can't be,
Not in this lifetime.

fear always arrived first,
dressed in “what ifs” and
the ache of “too late.”

So now my skin is cold,
Not because you're not here.
But because I could never tell you,
The regrets and tears,
of my unspoken fears.

I play the part,
but every step away from you echoes in my heart.

I will forgive and let go.
I'll forget, but that goes slow.
You can find my shadow in the light,
Or my brightness in the dark.

They say to heal, I must let go,
but how do I unfeel,
a love that lives beneath my bones
and never learned to heal?

I stare at walls that used to speak, how blank with truth I didn't seek.
I love, I feel, I cry, I smile. I thrive and yearn and feel what I earn.
I sleep and eat to fill it up. I dream of more, an empty cup.
All the voices I hear once never there, an empty head for all I cared.
My frown once upside down, not a care was there
Words left unsaid and things I can't undo. An empty book filled with meaning one can't understand and left unread.
You cant hide from a feeling when set in stone, build from obsedian and I just can't let go.
But maybe,
Maybe empty isn't hollow,
Maybe it's space, a silence not of loss but rest.
A moment before the next deep breath.
I am still here, still made of flame and even if no one can see me burn, I carry light I'll someday learn to call my own.
Empty,
but maybe not the end.
But the place where I begin again.