Listening to the sound of music
The silent language between anguished lovers
Ones who are vanquished by the mighty storm of tradition and norm.
they walk the beach together under two separate sunsets and they dance the night together void of each other’s arms. They travel together in two separate cars, sleep under the same roof in two separate rooms, he with his bride, she with her groom. A romance that died before it was born !
Words were never spoken, though the eyes spoke
Vows were never broken, and the hearts broke
The unspoken is taboo
The untold is true
The unsaid is “ I love you”
#romance #love #brokenheart #
Jan 10, 2021
Jan 10, 2021 at 1:22 AM UTC
Listening to the sound of music
The silent language between anguished lovers
Ones who are vanquished by the mighty storm of tradition and norm.
they walk the beach together under two separate sunsets and they dance the night together void of each other’s arms. They travel together in two separate cars, sleep under the same roof in two separate rooms, he with his bride, she with her groom. A romance that died before it was born !
Words were never spoken, though the eyes spoke
Vows were never broken, and the hearts broke
The unspoken is taboo
The untold is true
The unsaid is “ I love you”
#romance #love #brokenheart #
