The Ones Who Loved Silently

A raw reflection on love, heartbreak, and the strength found in surviving its absence.

Sometimes,
some words are enough.
Sometimes,
some glances are enough.

Sometimes,
just looking after someone—
that’s all that matters.

But some of us
were never meant to be loved,
only avoided.

Because if everyone dies a Romeo,
then who will lead
the race
to the greatness of life?

It’s us—
the heartbroken people—
who must sew and lead
the broken men.

Perhaps death
was the better choice
than living this spiteful life.

And love?
It was the earliest ticket
to hell.