In shadows cast by love's uncertain light,
I find myself adrift, a heart in plight.
His laughter, music, jokes—they spark a flame,
Yet doubt persists, a ghost I cannot name.

His busy days, a whirlwind I respect,
But in the quiet, longing circumspect,
I wait and wait, each message like a prayer,
For moments when it feels like he is there.

Conversations where our spirits blend,
I cherish every word he might extend.
Yet fear and silence weave their threads so tight,
Unsure if what we have can take its flight.

I yearn to ask his heart, to hear him say
What dreams he holds, if mine align, convey
A future where our souls might intertwine,
Yet fear of loss restrains this heart of mine.

For now, I hover in this space between,
A realm of what is felt but yet unseen.
With hope and patience, love's uncharted sea,
I'll sail and trust that fate might favor me.

© sionx