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?
A tender reflection on unspoken love and one-sided longing, this poem captures the ache of holding onto fleeting moments and unanswered hopes. It explores the quiet heartbreak of waiting for a word that never came, and the silent weight of stories left untold.