Perhaps time will move on,
She'll be a memory someday.
I've hated trying to forget her,
and she has tried moving away.
To her it was just as bad
if not worse, this I knew.
Why was this destined for us?
We didn't have any clue.
My heart knew no feeling,
I couldn't tell her my pain.
And I thought to wait for some time,
but I knew it would be in vain.
My thoughts were truly wrong,
that her love I won't need.
They said love can't be forgotten,
It is true indeed.
It was only then that I realized,
in her silence was pain disguised,
that I must do something to make her smile now,
but I could never know the answer to this 'how? '
And then my words could't come out,
and then I knew my heart would shout,
for I knew something that I could've said,
and I knew something was left unsaid.
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