Words of the Broken and the Lover

Unspoken Feelings

Written on: June 18, 2018

A Collaboration with Texthusiast

Chills I've felt as the breeze crawled into my skin.
Freezing my mind to one demand as I long for the warmth of your embrace.
Tell me how I shall let my heart go back to its normal pace.
As to be with you is more than a grace.

How can I insist not to search for your lingering scent?
Words do they stutter when you're near, how can I utter what they truly mean?
But it's only you that matters.
It's already enough for me to know that I had made your heart flutter.

My will holds back, not wanting to break anything between us,
My vision tries to endure, as you stray my chances away,
So I stay...
            in a wonderland that was created by you and I.

Should I believe from wishes granted by looking at a falling star?
Should I spare a coin into the wishing well, just so maybe confessing to you won't be that difficult to tell?
Should I believe every sign of possibility that was given by fate?
Or should I just wait for you to tell me straight of what you truly feel about me?

Because honestly, I've never been so wrong until I knew I lost you; I lost the one I once recognized as home,
Until I knew I couldn't ever call you 'love' anymore,
            and that everything that happened turned into a ghost.
So now everyday, I wake up to open a door that would fill my heart with sore.

Regrets do last together with time, as I try with all that I can...
             not to remember almost every story we told with each other.
But knowing so perfectly that I'll fail just like all the attempts before, it feels like I'm just fooling myself over and over.
So I asked myself if everything that I do for you is worth doing?

As the conflict rose within myself, the more I see the vision of the impossibility of us;
              that giving up is just the key to make all of this better.
But, I stand in between wanting to keep it as much as fate seems to lose its grip,
I wanted to breathe your life that is carved within my soul.

How could I bring myself to tell you?
When it's not really me that I wanted you to see but the world that I am willing to create for the sake of you.
But then again, truly it hurts yet both of my mind and heart tells me that's it's fine this way
             because I get to be with you and as long as I am with you; everything will always be well.

I'll take all of this, no matter how long it takes, no matter how it is to be, even if;
Should it become as sweet as the dreams you bid for me as I close my eyes to sleep, or even if;
Haunting can it be, like a nightmare as I insist to be awake without you anywhere for my reach, because it seems like;
All of you, has always been all of me.