I hold no claim upon your heart,
Nor dream I ever shall; yet in your presence,
When with her, a roaring jealousy swells,
For what right have I to harbour such a vicious wrath?
You owe me not a single burden of care,
And yet, in silence, I feel the weight of your absence,
When the hours pass unmarked by your voice,
A disappointment I should not cradle.
What I feel in my heart for you—I dare not let it breathe;
So when you linger nearer, I wear a mask,
For though I know the boundaries of this affection,
It matters not—the ache within remains,
A truth I try to conceal, yet can not hide, nor contain.
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Chaos Within
PoetryChaos Within is a collection of poetry and prose from Isabelle Ruby, who is capturing the hearts of thousands of her readers and followers on her instagram account @hermoonlightprose. In Chaos Within, Isabelle shares what is both raw and relatable...
