In the realm of echoes, a one-sided dance,
A charade of love, a deceptive romance.
They play the role, a partner in the masquerade,
Yet silence lingers, in shadows, it's conveyed.
A phantom connection, with strings untied,
You reach out, in the void, they hide.
Always the initiator, the seeker of a trace,
In the hollow space, a love misplaced.
Their words, a façade, whispers of affection,
Yet actions echo a different reflection.
You crave reciprocity, a mutual thread,
But their commitment falters, like dreams misled.
In the symphony of love, an uneven tune,
A melody disrupted, a dissonant monsoon.
You long for their presence, a shared desire,
Yet, you fuel the flames, the passion's fire.
In the paradox of closeness, distant hearts entwine,
A love unbalanced, a rhythm out of line.
They wear the mask of a relationship's face,
Yet in the solitude, your love they efface.
A solo journey in a two-way street,
A love unrequited, bittersweet defeat.
In the quiet moments, where shadows persist,
You wonder if their love truly exists.
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Tales of a Heart
PoetryA heart is such an organ which not only pump blood it's an organ which takes u up on difficult situations
