Unrequited Love

In the twilight of our days, my heart is clinging, To moments lost where silent hopes were singing. Your gaze, a fleeting touch I can’t reclaim, Leaves me with the echo of an unspoken name. I see the path we might have walked in vain, Where dreams collide with the weight of gentle pain. Your absence carves a hollow, quiet space, A bittersweet reminder of your face. The love I hold, though never to be shared, Is a gentle ache for which I’ve always cared. In every breath, I search for what might be, Yet find my heart alone in reverie