Words in Silence

Hidden truths, feelings left unsaid, Yearning for their presence, but far from your reach.

I don’t know your voice,
but I’ve heard it in the quiet.
In the way silence bends
when I wish someone would ask
how I really am.

You feel like a memory
I never made
familiar as childhood laughter,
distant as a dream
I forgot to finish.

I want to talk to you,
but the words hide.
They curl up in my throat
like shy children
waiting for permission.

I’ve yearned for a friend like you
not perfect, just present.
But you’re far,
like a star I named
but couldn’t touch.

And still,
I miss you.
Like losing something
I never held.

Maybe time is kind.
Maybe one day
I’ll meet you
in a place where words
don’t run away.

Until then,
I’ll keep writing
to the version of you
that lives in my longing.