The Quiet ache of a solitary soul

In the corner where shadows dance, Amidst the whispers of silent hearts, There blooms a love, unseen and unspoken, A fragile beauty that quietly find its way. It lingers in the spaces between laughter, In the stolen glances and in gentle touch, Unnoticed, yet it deserves so much. It is the love of a quiet passerby, Walking through the silent corridors, Watching as others find their bliss, While her own remains broken. It is the love of a forgotten friend, Lost in the vast sea of unspoken emotions, Always there for you. Yet overshadowed by louder voices, And hidden from view.