my unfinished melody

My unfinished melody, a harmony so fine, Hangs in the air, waiting for your voice to align. Yet the air seems dense, a heavy heart's despair, Occupying the space, leaving no room to share. It seems so different, too far to reach your ear, A distant echo whispering, "Will we ever be clear?" Unbeknownst to the owner, and the heart that beats, This melody whispers secrets, in the silence of the streets. Hear it closely, as it whispers low and sweet, Connecting hearts, binding souls, in a love so unique to meet. Will it ever be complete, in this way, so true? Will it fulfill its destiny, and see its love shine through?