I gave everything, your everything faded away.
I burned, while your fire was tamed to gray.

Love should be balance, but ours was theft,
You took it all, and I was left.

A quiet ruin, a hopeless plea.
Unrequited, it’s killing me.

Once, too deep, too hard, too well.
No caution, no edge, no end in sight,
Just her, just us, just blinding light.

She was the world, and I was the sky,
Reaching too far just to stay in her eyes.
She left, but love did not fade,
It lingers, it aches, it won’t decay.

I beg,
over and over,
but it’s never enough.

Each word digs me deeper,
a hole too dark to climb out of.

I’m lost,
and the only way out
is a God who doesn’t hear me.

I write about her for hours,
pour every thought onto the page.
I know exactly what to say,
how to make her understand.

But then she’s there.
eyes like home, voice like a song.
My mind runs too fast to hold,
every word I’ve ever written
colliding, unraveling,
spilling into nothing.

There is so much,
a storm of love, of longing,
of everything she makes me feel.
But all that comes out is I love you,
the simplest, the smallest,
yet the truest thing I know.

And then I cry,
because it’s not enough,
but it’s all I have.

I cast my hope into the sea,
A fragile light, a desperate plea.
The waves arise, they pull it down,
No voice remains, no love is found.

Her name still lingers in the tide,
A ghost that will not leave my side.
I call, I reach, but waters take,
And every breath begins to break.

Yet still, I hope, though hope betrays,
A dying spark in endless waves.
I sink, I fade, I disappear,
And hope, once bright, is nowhere near

Best described as alien beauty, out of this world,
A wonder, a mystery, a star unfurled.
Big brown eyes, deep and wide,
Lost at times, yet full of life.

A gaze that held both light and shade,
Charisma woven, soft yet brave.
If I could be lost in them forevermore,
I’d say yes, without a war.

You’ve let go…I never will.
You’ve moved on…I love still.