The Silent Storm

I reach for you, but you’re miles away, Your eyes a window to an untold storm. Words unspoken in the light of day, Feelings locked in a heart so forlorn. I search your face for a trace of emotion, For a sign that you feel this love we share. But your world is void of that commotion, As if passion is a burden you can’t bear. You hold me close, yet there’s a distance, A barrier built by the mind’s quiet strife. Your love is there, but it lacks resistance, Trapped in a maze of a complex life. I see the struggle in your gentle touch, A war within that you can’t define. You want to give, but it’s all too much, Lost in feelings you can’t align. I don’t need grand gestures or poetic lines, Just a whisper of what lies within. But your heart speaks in muted signs, A language I can’t quite begin. So, I love you in the quiet, in the spaces between, Where words fail and emotions blur. I stand by your side, unseen and serene, In the silent storm that we endure.