She never knew, not really,
How deep my heart would dive,
Through whispered words, unspoken,
Through all the days we’d strive.
I loved her in the silence,
In the spaces where we’d part,
In the moments lost and fleeting,
She never felt my heart.
I loved her like the sunrise,
Breaking gently through the mist,
But she never saw the colors,
Of the love she must’ve missed.
I thought she’d see it clearly,
In the way I stayed so near,
But love can be a shadow
When it’s hidden by the fear.
Now she moves on, unknowing,
And I stand here, still amazed,
At how I loved her wholly,
In a thousand quiet ways.
