Thoughts, Ink & Silence

When my voice begins to fail,
And words refuse to fall out,
I reach for ink and paper,
To write the ache away.

A letter, maybe a poem,
To speak what I can’t say,
But a whisper tells me softly,
“You’ll regret this anyway.”

So I sit with silent sorrow,
Let the heartbreak take its place,
It’s better than pretending
I’m untouched by your grace.

I love you, yes, too deeply,
Beyond my wired boundaries,
They say, if you love someone,
You let them go somehow.

So here I am, still writing,
With nothing left to gain,
Just tracing every feeling,
In the margins of my pain.

The universe was ruthless,
A cruel stab to my heart,
To love you this completely,
And be a moment late.

Ciao.