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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I crafted words at midnight, perfect in their form, Emotions spilled like rainfall before the coming storm. My fingers hovered trembling above the final key, These truths too raw, too honest for you to ever see. I saved them in the shadows where courage goes to hide, Each sentence held my heartbeat, each comma held my pride. The things I longed to tell you wait frozen in that space, Between what I could bear to lose and what I couldn't face. Some nights I read them over, these ghosts of what I'd say If fear hadn't seized my voice and turned my thoughts away. The weight of unsent messages grows heavier with time, Like whispers trapped in bottles, like unfinished rhyme. I wrote to you in anger when you left without goodbye, Words sharp enough to wound you, to make you wonder why. I wrote to you in sorrow when I saw you with someone new, Confessions of a broken heart that I never showed to you. I wrote to you in moments when memories flooded back, When songs we shared came playing and my mind went off-track. I wrote to you at dawn when sleep refused to come, When thoughts of what we could have been left me numb. These drafts became a graveyard of things I couldn't speak, A collection of lost chances, of moments made too weak. My phone became a temple of worship to the past, A shrine to all the conversations that were never meant to last. Sometimes I wonder if you do the same— Type out your heart, then delete my name. Do you also have a folder filled with things unsaid? Do my ghosts also haunt the corners of your head? Perhaps silence was the kindest gift that I could give, Some words once spoken change the way we live. Or maybe it was cowardice dressed up as being wise, A fear of your rejection hidden behind my pride. These drafts have grown like gardens in the darkness of my soul, Parts of me you'll never see, parts I'll never show. They've become a shadow diary of a love that might have been, If only I had courage to press "send" instead of "save" again. Someday when memories fade and heartache loses sting, Perhaps I'll find the strength to delete everything. Or maybe I will keep them as reminders of the art Of loving someone deeply while keeping them apart. For now, they rest, these messages you'll never know exist, Like letters in a bottle the ocean never kissed. The purest form of honesty I've ever come to know— Words meant only for you that I never let go.
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