she was my sun after a storm
my light in the endless darkness
i wish these words were mine
but i never dared to think about her
she played a piece only for me
written by her complex heart
i heard a symphony
it even surpassed chopin
this woman was a goddess
the most beautiful i have ever seen
she could have been mine
but i did not choose her
i couldn’t make it
say these three words of love
i stood there like a fool
on the edge of losing my tears
the most breaking thing in my life
was leaving her without a word
and the silence outside her small world
made me freeze like the coldest winter
it wasn’t her agony
which broke my heart
it was her confusion
as she called out my name
a poem about the story i am writing