Her curtains are blue.
You painted it yellow.

You painted shadows, on my mental wall,
A darkened hallway, where I fear to crawl.
Each creaking sound, a phantom in the night,
A whispered threat, steals my inner light.
I walk on eggshells, fearing every tread,
The anxious path, your presence has instead.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
One leads to love, the other, goodbye.
My heart it trembles, torn in two,
Which choice to make, what shall I do?

Time pass by and seasons turn
That first love's ember still burn
A memory cherished, bittersweet
A feeling nothing can defeat

For I feel love and free
You opened up my heart to me
And though our paths may now diverge
My first love's flame will always surge.

I chased the butterflies your actions spun
Only to learn they were a phase undone
My subtle words a love I longed to share
Met with a silence a feeling beyond repair

A single word and I'd have crossed the waves
And build a world that I long to dream
But deeper knowing brings a deeper fall
Your crave for silence to escape it all

I wished you knew this hope so frail and slight
Longed for your words to make it truly bright
To bury moments and release your hold
And if I asked, what story would be told?

To my platonic soulmate,
We were not meant to be romantic.
We were just meant to be.

Although the love we have each other
is undeniable and although the love
we have each other exists,

It was not meant to stretch beyond
the pure unions of friendship.
It was not meant to stretch at our heartstrings
but instead it was meant to gently massage them into peace.
It was not meant to stretch your leg over my shoulder
at three o'clock in the morning
after a night filled with laughter and conversation.

It was not meant to stretch past the boundaries we subconsciously
set to ensure that things don't get complicated.
It was not meant to stretch our connection into emotional destinations that have no return tickets if we took that plunge.

Romance is not the only reason the universe brings souls together.
Growth and love can exist without it.
Perhaps we were not meant to be romantic
Perhaps we were only meant to be.

I told my soul to rest to let your absence be
But why this constant falling make this soul's insanity
Each glimpse, a bitter nectar a joy that cuts like pain
How do I unweave this feeling?

This feeling of consuming chain
I've waited through the silence
Where dreams have turned to gray
Now I'm steeped in blue, where longing holds its sway.

No need for words, the heart can see,
A mirrored depth, where spirits be.
A knowing glance, a silent hum,
Two souls entwined, as one they've come.

Where in this world, of fleeting things,
Soulmate love, forever sings.
A pure connection, thru thick and thin
My platonic soulmate , were not meant to be.

In silent nights, I call your name,
Yet echoes fade like distant flame.
A love once bright, now dim and cold,
A story left in sorrow told.

The stars still shine, the moon still glows,
But in my heart, the shadow grows.
For love remains, though you have flown,
And I am here, yet still alone.