I walk beside her, silence stitched in my skin,
A smile carved deep where confessions should’ve been.
Years I’ve bled without a single word,
Just her safe place — while my truth goes unheard.

Her eyes? Tragedy dressed in starlit hue,
And I, the ghost who never made it through.
Surrounded by love, yet dying for one,
A war I wage where no battle’s won.

I choose the ache, the distant view,
To lose her, I’d lose me too.
So I love her… where she’ll never see.