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Once friendly

Loved by the pen

A light is fading, soft as evening skies,

A warmth once radiant, slipping from his eyes.

He feels the pull of something deep and cold,

A quiet shadow taking what it’s told.

She stands beside him, her love a steady flame,

Burning for a soul too weary to reclaim.

She gives him all, her heart, her gentle grace,

But he’s adrift, a hollow, vacant space.

He drifts away, his silence sharp and wide,

The storm inside him pushing her aside.

Her whispers echo, but they fade to air,

Her love, once endless, now too much to bear.

She prays each night, a prayer without a name,

A wish for healing, to ease the quiet flame.

But in the silence, she begins to fade,

A star once burning, now afraid, delayed.

The light she once had, bright as summer’s dawn,

Now dims, as shadows creep and pull her on.

Her joy recedes, her spirit softens low,

A bloom that withers where the winds don’t blow.

She holds her faith, though it’s slipping from her hands,

Praying for him to find solid lands.

But as the darkness steals her light away,

A bond that grew in shadows, bright and rare,

Love’s quiet bloom beneath the starry glare.

Over time, the friendship turned to something more,

Vivid dreams and feelings they couldn’t ignore.

Every moment felt like it was meant to be,

The world conspired to keep them from being free.

How could they find a time that was just right?

As their hearts yearned, fate kept them out of sight.

The right person at the wrong moment’s cost,

Clouds of doubt and distance left them lost.

Only in their dreams did the love feel real,

Undying hope in hearts that would not heal.

Lingering moments when they’d nearly find,

Days would come when they would almost touch,

Not quite together, but loving so much.

Overlapping stars, yet still out of grasp,

Though the stars aligned, their love could not last.

Lingered dreams where hopes and shadows played,

All they wanted was just a single day.

Still, their love remained a fleeting glow,

In shadows cast by moonlit gleam,

A heart beats for a distant dream.

Silent whispers lost in the night,

Yearning for love's elusive light.

But echoes fade, and dreams depart,

Leaving behind a shattered heart.

With every glance, a fleeting chance,

To grasp the love, to dance the trance.

But alas, the gaze remains unseen,

Lost in the void of what might have been.

One-sided love, a bittersweet song,

Where hearts ache, and hopes prolong.

Through the haze of unrequited desire,

Emotions burn, a relentless fire.

Yet the flames consume in silent strife,

As the object of affection lives a separate life.

In the garden of love, a lone rose blooms,

Unnoticed, it wilts, in silent tombs.

Wandering through the labyrinth of affection,

Lost in the maze of unspoken connection.

A solitary figure, seeking solace in the night,

Holding onto love's fragile kite.

But the winds of fate, they blow and sway,

Word to word,

Odd and odd,

She let herself get lost,

By that one cold feeling that host.

Her beautiful dress watching her

While every night she cry to be prettier than her.

This made her the writer,

And made her colder.

Her gaze surrounding,

Hoping for a good ending,

She scanned her face,

The way she looked at him with grace.

She stopped,

When he looked,

And smiled with love.

But she didn’t wanted to leave.

She felt like a clown,

When she realized she couldn’t own…

Her glass in hand she felt the urge to smash

She is the girl that had dreams,

She was day dreaming,

Until she realized,

She was living in a house in fire…

Watching them doing war and hating,

Struggled and being quiet when she was hunting.

For a true love and happiness,

She became helpless.

She was seeking for validation and attention everyday,

But being quiet and shy made her hiding in her room everyday.

She was sometime so nice that nobody would guess her internal hell,

One day somebody called her fallen angel…

She will shut about her conflicts until it will kill her,

Was there anybody that fully listened her ?

Wishing every night to be gone,

So she would finally be done.

No more smiles,

No more lies,

No more menacing eyes,

Through tears and betrayal  Writing everything she couldn’t say to stay eternal. To her sight, Wishing to sigh One last time. Traveling back a time Where she was happy, couldn’t she ? Being happy, did she ?

Wrapping her heart So she couldn’t get hurt. Writing to heal, From the heartbroken ill. Was she ? Will she ? Be the one who one day Will betray, And make tear  So she will finally be here.

In a world without talent, She buried and went, In a world where everybody Could be sorry for having been her nobody.

Has she ever been loud ? So she could get out Far away from her grave. Then she would finally have Her fate in the hand, To make it end.