unspoken feelings <poetry>

Fading Echoes

In the corners of my mind, he lingers,
A distant memory, a gentle touch.
Fading echoes of our laughter and whispers,
Do I still cross his thoughts as much?

Moments shared like stars in the night,
A love that bloomed, then slipped away.
Does he remember our laughter's light,
Or has time's grasp led him astray?

I wonder if he feels the same,
If my name dances on his lips.
Or have I become a fleeting flame,
Lost in a sea of forgotten scripts?

Yet, my heart holds onto hope's embrace,
A tender dream that won't depart.
For in my soul, there's still a place,
Where love's ember flickers, in my heart.

I cherish the moments we once shared,
A love that time cannot erase.
The memories, like flowers blooming, rare,
Still vibrant, despite the years' embrace.

I wonder if he gazes at the moon,
And thinks of our stolen glances.
Or is he lost in a different tune,
His heart no longer taking chances?

But even as I ponder and sigh,
I'll keep the memory burning bright.
Hoping that within his heart, a reply,
That I'm not just a fading echo in the night.