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Love in the shadows
Love in the Shadows I cried… while talking. Not in desperation, but in that quiet, desperate kind of love— the kind that pours through a heart already starting to break. He looked at me and saw weakness. But he didn’t see the storm inside— the lightning beneath my skin, the thunder in my veins. I had scars. Not the kind you can touch, but they were there— softly, secretly, they were there. I was lost. Not in the world— but in him. In the space between his eyes and mine, in the silence where I waited for him to see me unravel. But he never looked deep enough— never saw where I was fading. I’m disappearing. Quietly, at first— a shadow slipping through the dark, unnoticed. Fading into the echo of a love that once blazed, now flickering with the faintest breath. I’m lost in a loop— of wanting him to see me, knowing he never will. A loop of giving, of bleeding, of loving him so deeply, yet never feeling seen. Never found. This isn’t a lie— this is the truth of loving in the dark, when all you want is to be held, but the space between you becomes an endless abyss. And still— I stay. Not because I’m weak, but because I remember how his touch felt like warmth— even when it burned. This is love. A love that consumes, and still, leaves me vanishing in the shadows. But I’d rather disappear in his love than live without it.
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