Hidden Love

Your touch, a whisper of a shared past,

A smile that reflects a love that couldn't last.

The ache in my heart, a fire of pain,

For a love we built, forever out of reach, in chains.

Burning confessions, trapped on my tongue,

Reality's grip, a cruel song already sung.

I envy your joy, pretend it's mine,

But the truth hangs heavy, a poison-laced wine.

Yet, in stolen moments, a peace I find,

A hope of warmth in the darkness left behind.

For even borrowed sunshine, a brief, stolen ray,

Can chase away shadows for a while, come what may.

So, I'll hold onto these fragments, tiny and small,

A dream of a love that could never stand tall.

And though my heart may yearn, 

forever incomplete,

I'll find strength in the silence,

 though far bittersweet