#TheUnrequitedLove

Even the strokes of my pen shy away from admitting,
the intensity of that which i felt for you.

Oh how does my mind shy away from admitting,
That the present doesn't ignite any less for you.

Oh how does my heart shy away from admitting,
That it ached in longing for you.


I crumbled in your gaze
I bathed in the mirage of your embrace
A daydream, so bleak
I reached out
like a prisoner that craved the comfort of the sunlight's grace.

Oh how i wished the crescents of your eyes,
owed to me their smile,
just like mine were earnestly yours

I was a captive to every one of your words
a captive to every one of your emotions
your every expression
every sigh
every crinckle of a muscle

unknowingly, you held me with your voice
a softness so pristine,
it comforted the edges of my heart
It filled a hollow
Even I was ignorant it had been


yet i lost a part of me.
loving you meant losing me.

It was a paradox.


I knew i had no chance.
Yet sometimes i wish i had a firm stance,
to confess, and perhaps start our romance

You who paralysed my tongue
to you my admiration sung

"I loved you"
A phrase so light
yet in the depths of my white canvas it sunk.










© shahrazad