A book falls from a shelf,
but no one will ever read it.
A song is sung about love,
but it's never heard by its motivator.
A poem is written from the heart,
but it is never recited.
An I love you is trapped on somebody's lips,
but it is never pronounced.
A word like fire that never sparked;
a novel with no beginning.
Two lovers destinies called to be,
but distanced by sad reality.
An unsent message and a missed call,
an unsent letter, three swallowed words.
Does true love really exist?
or is it merely a myth...