Hundreds of words left unsaid,
Between parting lovers' morose cries and hatred.
Silently mourning over cheery times spent together,
In a once upon a time hoping for forever.

Hundreds of miles away,
For both to forget every pain felt on that day.
When neither were happy and words said were nothing but harsh.
Yet despite the distance both still feel like they're on the same marsh.

Hundreds of chances given by fate,
But either were too hesitant to approach the other, and now it's too late.
Both wanted to give out a proper goodbye,
Yet again, they let fear rule their hearts and left the chance to fly.

Hundreds of years to move on,
But when one hears the name of the past lover, tears will be let on.
Because no matter what happened,
They once both loved one another  and that will never be forgotten.

Hundreds of poems written for one another,*
Yet neither knows about them meaning for each other.
For they are now strangers with remarkable memories,
In silent calm hours cherishing and reminiscing reveries.