The Buried

My love for you was like a flame, A passion that burned without shame, But fear held me back, it's true, And I never confessed my love to you.

You were the light in my life, A beacon that shone through the strife, But my fear of rejection held me tight And kept my love hidden from sight.

I saw you laugh and dance in the sun, And I knew then that you were the one, But fear kept me from making a move, And my love for you remained unproved.

I watched you from afar with bated breath, As you lived your life with ease and grace, And I longed to be by your side, But fear kept me from taking that stride.

I dreamed of holding you in my arms And keeping you safe from all harm, But my fear of rejection was too great, And my love for you was left to fate.

Now I am old and my hair is gray, And I regret not telling you every day, That my love for you was pure and true, And that I never stopped thinking of you.

I wish I had found the courage to speak, And not let fear make me weak, For my love for you was a flame so bright, That it could have lit up the darkest night.

But now it's too late and you are gone, And I am left to ponder what went wrong, And I realize now with a heavy heart, That fear kept us worlds apart.

So if you ever find these words, Know that they were meant to be heard, And my love for you will always remain, Even though it was never proclaimed.