you said you were young, maybe a little bit dumb,
Didn't realize the weight of the words you had sung.
Wanted to have fun, wanted to be free,
But in the process, you ended up hurting me.
In the echoes of regret, I search for my part,
What fault was mine, in love's cruel dart?
Did I hold too tightly, or let go too soon?
In the dance of emotions, was I out of tune?
Yet in this tangled web of hurt and pain,
I still seek answers, amidst love's refrain.
I poured my heart out, gave my all to you,
Love, affection, every moment too.
But you turned a blind eye, didn't seem to see,
The depth of my love, the intensity.
Every gesture, every word, I laid bare,
But you didn't reciprocate, didn't seem to care.
I gave you my everything, yet you couldn't see,
The love that I offered, so pure and free.
CZYTASZ
things that are left unsaid
Poezja"Things That Are Left Unsaid" delves into the profound silence that exists between words, exploring the weight of unspoken emotions and the depth of unexpressed thoughts. Through poignant imagery and evocative language, the poem navigates the spaces...
