Urge to run, to leap into your arm,
Yet my feet remain anchored.
Longing to kiss you, to feel your touch,
But my body won't move, emotions halt.
Want to profess, to declare how much I like you,
Yet my lips remain sealed, as if in a ghostly cove.
Caught in the midst of, heart and throat in a void,
Lost there without a hope, only regrets lingers.
Urge to fall in love, so madly, deeply in love
Yet these past haunts, its traces all over.
Words eager to flow, emotions to unveil,
But silence reigns, like a whispered tale.
Orangemoon:3
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My Muse (My Little Black Heart🖤)
PoetryA fleeting journey of love, marked by a longing to express feelings but lacking the courage and commitment, leading to an agonizing yet beautiful heartbreak. Letting go in silence becomes the final act and the story continues. Just like the saying g...
