In the quiet hum of words unsaid,
We walk through memories, softly tread.
The past hangs heavy, yet we smile,
Two souls entangled, if just for a while.

Once, love burned with fierce, bright flame,
Now it flickers, quietly, but still the same.
In each laugh, a quiet feeling rings,
Of a love that once soared on unseen wings.

We are not strangers, yet not the same,
Two hearts tangled in a gentle game.
In silence, we find our truth, unsure,
A bond unspoken, yet still pure.

I watch the way you look at me,
As if you're seeing what used to be.
And I wonder if you feel the pull,
Of what was never fully whole.

In this game, we play with time,
Every word, a soft, quiet rhyme.
Nervous laughter, fleeting glances shared,
A bond unspoken, yet still declared.

Are we friends, or something more?
A love deferred, forever unsure.
But in this moment, we find our place,
In the quiet space where hearts embrace.

So let the past be what it is,
Let the future be a quiet kiss.
For here we stand, just you and me,
In the tangled threads of what might be.