Un Re Quiet Poem by T.A. Rosenbaum

I write you words, you'll never read
My heart is yours, you'll never know
I give you my love, which you don't need
Every time, you turn and go
But before you’re out of sight
You turn and look as though you might
Might you? But I think no.
I walk with you, but you're not there
I talk with you, though you can't hear
You’ve gone and I can't say where
But you’ve no fear
Save only of me
But someday you will see
We shouldn’t have let it be-my dear