The Pain
Some love stories never begin, yet they echo the loudest — whispered through silence, etched in shadows, and felt in every heartbeat that longs in vain.
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In the quiet corners of my heart,
I keep a love that’s never seen,
A hidden wish, a secret dream,
A story that will never start.
I watch you from the shadows deep,
And every glance, my soul ignites,
But I am just a starless night,
While you are sunlight I can’t keep.
You speak, and I hear music play,
A melody I’ll never sing,
A hope that winter turns to spring,
Yet springtime never finds its way.
I write your name upon the sand,
But waves come in to wash it clear,
Just like this love I hold so near,
Erased by time, not by my hand.
Though my heart aches, it still remains,
A beating drum in empty halls,
Echoes through these lonely walls,
In silent, sweet, unspoken pains.
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And so I love you — not in reality, but in every word I never say, every glance I hide, and every heartbeat you’ll never hear.
