You can’t love someone back to life,  
You can’t love them into loving you,  
And you can’t love someone forever.  

Hiding behind a veil,  
Covering my scars, my fears, my pain  
But no disguise can truly block the view.  

Today, I took off the veil,  
Letting you see through me,  
My raw, unguarded truth.  
I feel exposed,  
Fragile as glass,  
Terrified you’ll run  
Or stay just to judge,  
Your gaze unraveling me, layer by layer.  

And yet you wonder why the veil exists,  
Why I wear it every day.  
It’s people like you  
Who taught me to hide,  
Who made me fear being seen.

I’m angry at myself for loving you still,  
For clinging to dreams against my will.  
I wish I could turn, let my heart walk away,  
But you hold me here in this endless sway.  

I’m losing myself with each longing glance,  
Caught in a web of a hopeless romance.  
I try to forget, but you’re etched in my soul,  
Taking pieces of me you’ll never know.  

I’m mad at my heart for refusing to learn,  
For the way it aches, for the way it burns.  
Lost in the shadows, chasing your light,  
Even as you fade further from sight.  

I want to break free, to reclaim what’s mine,  
But you linger like whispers that blur the line
Between love and pain, hope and despair,  
In this maze you’ve made, I’m trapped in the air.

There’s a hunger in me that whispers your name,  
It’s hard to resist you, harder still to stay,  
An ache that grows each time you look away.  
I reach for you, but you drift like smoke,  
A dream I hold to but never evoke.  

Every day, I tell myself to let go,  
Yet in the silence, your presence grows.
Your silence echoes, cold and clear,  
The world feels like it’s tied to you  
Every sound, every scent, every view.  

I want to turn away, find peace, be free,  
But you’ve become a part of me.  
My heart, unruly, beats in tune  
With a love that’s bound to fall too soon.  

Invisible in your line of sight,  
Yet drawn to you with all my might.  
To love you feels like chasing air  
Impossible, yet I’m always there.  
Yet still, I burn with your unspoken name.

I’m not okay,  
but to say it aloud would tear threads from my skin,  
unravel the mask, let the ache sink in.  
If I admit it, if I say I need you  
I’m left bare, raw, my secrets through,  
exposed and hollow where you belong,  
the empty echo of an unsung song.

I crave you like breath, like life, like a fire,  
a fever beneath, a buried desire.  
I ache for the weight of your unspoken stare,  
the way your eyes linger, hold me there  
they press, they pull, they know me whole,  
seeing the ache I can’t control.

If I could just feel you, your warmth, your touch,  
the quiet promise I crave too much  
maybe I’d be real, maybe I’d be whole,  
instead of this silent, untethered soul.  
But this love, it hangs unsaid, unshown,  
tightens around my heart like stone,  
a need that claws at my bones, my core,  
a hunger that grows yet remains ignored.

Because if I say it, I love you
I can’t take it back, I can’t undo.  
It’s not a whim, nor fleeting lie  
it’s a truth I keep but can’t deny.  
So I hold it close, let silence claim,  
this raw, desperate love without a name,  
a whisper hidden, a longing deep,  
a love I nurture, alone, in sleep.

He used to look at me,  
eyes meeting mine like secret words,  
quietly folding over our small world.  
A laugh, a smile,  
a glance that lingered just a little longer,  
like we were caught in a whispered story.

But now there’s nothing.  
Days pass like a dimming pulse.  
No messages, no mentions,  
just the cold echo of everything left unsaid.  
The warmth once here has slipped away,  
like it never even happened,  
a memory erased before it had the chance to stay.

I wonder if I imagined it,  
if the closeness was just a flicker in the dark.  
He’s here and gone, like a fading spark.  
And though I wish it would light again,  
I wait in silence, shadows,  
just the ache of where he’d been.

You looked through me,  
like there was something you saw,  
just ours, something alive in the spaces between.  
A soft spark, a language in glances,  
the way your smile felt like a hand to hold.

But now it's silence, sharp and sure.  
Days pass, but there's nothing from you  
just the cold weight of words unsaid.  
Not a call, not a trace, not a flicker,  
like you vanished with all that warmth.

Did I misread it all?  
Was it a story I made alone?  
Or did you simply forget  
to hold onto something small and real?  
Here I am, still feeling you there,  
a quiet that only I hear.

When we stood close, it felt like something  
a spark drawn out between shared laughs,  
a touch too slow to let go.  
I saw the way his gaze held,  
like a quiet promise,  
hanging warm in the air, waiting.

But now he’s vanished from my days,  
a light turned off without a word.  
No messages, no calls,  
just a silence thick with everything  
he left behind,  
a ghost where the warmth had been.

Was it real?  
Or did I dream us into life?  
Maybe he was only ever passing through.  
But here I am, holding the memory close,  
hoping that one day, maybe,  
he remembers to look back, too.