The Martyr of Silence

​I tore out my own voice just to ensure I would never disrupt your peace. Every word of love I have for you stays buried in my throat, choking me quietly while I smile and wish you well. I watch you fall for people who do not see how rare you are, watching them break a heart I would have died to protect. But I stay in the shadows, bleeding in absolute silence, because losing you as a stranger hurts less than letting you know that my love was the burden you never asked to carry.