Unspoken Echoes
Whether that he or she understands
the true state of their heart,
or
only keeps getting tangled
in threads of wandering words…
remains uncertain even today.
Some feelings bloom quietly,
unheard, unnamed…
like moonlight resting shyly
on an empty rooftop.
Some truths stay hidden
between a heartbeat and a sigh,
waiting for courage
that never seems to arrive.
Perhaps feelings lives stronger
in the unspoken places…
in glances that flee too soon,
in pauses heavy with almost-said things.
& so the question lingers,
delicate, unresolved…
Will they ever hear the echo
of what their hearts had whispered
so many nights ago?
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