In the realm of words, I falter, I stall,
Afraid that speaking might shatter it all.
If only I possessed a book full of magical words,
I'd blend them, a blur, a moment of misheard stories.
Unprepared to unravel the lessons you might leave,
In the story of us, I'm hesitant to believe.
Mourning lingers, a shadow in the dusk,
Yet I'm not prepared to say goodbye, Leave, I must.
A vow of honesty, a promise I made,
Yet my emotions, a secret, in the shadows they were set aside.
A liar am I, in the silence I've dwelled,
Now, the truth emerges, a story to be read.
So, when I unveil the feelings I keep,
No need for affection, no need to leap.
Just unfurl your heart, in understanding's clutch,
As I navigate the labyrinth, confessing this much.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryMy feeling and emotions in one book This is like my rant book🤡 I can't tell people how I really feel because I don't want to bother them *clown music*
