Source
Many of my nights,
I mourn an unrequited love,
the stars are witnesses
of a desire not lived.
In the twilight whispers,
echoes of a lost time,
and in each fallen tear,
a dream never shared.
A simple embrace was enough for me,
a smile, maybe a coffee,
a moment that never came,
a moment that was gone.
I watched you pass like a dream,
with laughter full of light,
but in my chest a silence,
a longing that never was.