In silence, we exist, yet seldom speak,
Your shyness keeps our bond in quiet's keep.
In chats, you slip, revealing secrets deep,
I'm not okay with this, my heart grows weak.
No words of love, no steps for us to take
So, I must bid farewell, my heart to break,
For love requires more than just a fake.
Though parted now, my love will not expire,
I'll cherish memories, set my heart on fire.
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Author:
Buttercup (
Offline) - Published: April 10th, 2024 09:25
- Category: Love
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Comments1
It sounds beautiful and peacefully violent.
thank you
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