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Unwritten Promises

In the shadows where silence speaks loudest, I found you, not in words, but pauses— Between breaths, between worlds, we exist, A rhythm of forgotten, unspoken causes. You are the dusk that lingers, just before night, An unraveling thread of fate’s own disguise. I reach for you, but the moon holds tight, A dance of hands too far, yet close in our eyes. Does love ask why it blooms where thorns grow? Or does it surrender, burning in its own fire? I question the stars, but they already know, That hearts break on the wings of lost desire. In every smile, a tear that never fell, In every word, the silence that haunts, Yet we stay, bound by this bitter-sweet spell, Chasing ghosts of what the soul wants. Between every line I write your name, In letters too frail to hold you close. We are, perhaps, the same— A whispered promise no one knows.

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