Left unsaid
Hugging cold evenings,
Gazing setting suns,
when I find myself wrapped in solitude
I think of you
That day, in the gleaming summer sunlight
I knew, when I looked at you,
That eras could pass and eternities could end,
and I wouldn't have looked away
Something so beautiful, it's said not in words,
but in dew-covered moonlit nights,
and in the melancholy of unsaid goodbyes
I wish I knew you, so I wouldn't have to doubt,
whether you were as true as I felt you to be,
and not a broken mirror,
in which I saw only what was me
I wish there was a hill, bathed in the golden sun and the songs of a stream,
where I'd sit, with grass under my hand,
and you
There, I'd have sat, under the infinite sky,
talking, smiling, laughing,
hearing nothing else but the sound of your voice,
me, you,
and all the joy in the world
In solemn days, in silent nights,
I'll think of a lifetime, where you weren't just far enough
And I'd wonder about everything,
that I left unsaid.
Posted Mar 13, 2021, 4:49 PM UTC · edited
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Thanks a lot! I appreciate you taking out the time to write this.
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