The Things We Left Unsaid

before

In August's blaze, we were foes, 
Yet fate unwound where passion grows. 

From clash to caress, the lines blurred, 
Enemies to lovers, our hearts stirred. 

Beneath the sun's relentless fire, 
We found a spark, an unspoken desire. 

In every glance, a depth unknown, 
A love that thrived where discord had sown. 

August revealed what we never foresaw, 
A love born from conflict, raw and unflawed.