I hate this game of silence, this aching gap between him and I.
I don't want this, I swear, yet here I stand,
Watching him from a distance, pretending not to care,
Though every glance at him pulls me in deeper.
There’s something maddeningly sweet about his absence,
A morbid allure wrapped in the pain.
To ignore him feels wrong, but I must not refrain,
Because loving him means accepting the impossible.
Every time we cross paths, I put on a front,
Laughing it off like he doesn’t matter,
But inside, my heart races with unspoken words,
Caught between wanting and letting go.
His presence ignites a fierce fire I can not extinguish,
A longing desire wrapped in layers of frustration.
So I play this part, hiding in plain sight,
While secretly wishing for a moment of truth
That could shatter our silence and reveal
What’s hidden beneath this hypocrite's masquerade.
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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...
