I write these words with a quiet pain,
A love so real, though kept in vain.
In another life, we’d be free,
But here, we’re not meant to be.

In dreams, I hold you, hand in hand,
In laughter, light, where we would stand.
Yet in this life, we drift away,
And love in silence day by day.

No regret fills this gentle space,
For love has left a warm embrace.
Though we must walk on separate ways,
You’ll live in my heart, always.


© "MistThinks"