Without the Courage
She lacked the heart to say goodbye,
to look into my eyes and speak.
She left me beneath a weeping sky,
with heavy vows she grew too weak to keep.
I would have bled for one honest word,
though it tore my ribs apart.
Instead, only a hollow silence stirred
a sudden frost across a tender heart.
Some break the glass and turn to run,
refusing to behold the shattered floor.
They slip away before the rising sun,
and leave you reaching for a closed door.
The deepest ache is not the final end,
nor watching love turn pale and cold
it is knowing someone I held so close
lacked the courage to let the truth be told.
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