Whispers of the Unheard

In the quiet corners of our hearts,

Where whispered dreams and longing starts,  

We yearned for words, a gentle call,  

Yet silence wrapped us, like a shawl.  

You wished for echoes of our names,  

I clung to hope, igniting flames,  

But now the lips, though soft and fair,  

Murmur secrets lost in air.  

The nights are long, the stars are dim,  

Our stories fade, our chances slim,  

Yet still, your name, a ghostly sound,  

Haunts the silence all around.  

Cracks appear where laughter thrived,  

In the spaces where we once contrived,  

To bridge the gaps, to mend the seams,  

But shadows linger, blocking dreams.  

So here we stand, both lost and found,  

In the echoes of a love profound,  

With every breath, a silent plea,  

For words unspoken, set us free.