It is so sad waiting for a reply
knowing that your heart may be denied
I left it there without a word
knowing that it would be heard
An answer I cannot dismiss
Hanging on our first kiss

I am so glad it’s this way
For love’s love is mean to be
Two hearts beating in sync
A two-soul dependency
However
Silence is heart breaking
No one wants to hear
Too much to bear
Words not spoken are heard
Defining what cannot be had
Leaving you knowing that it is okay
When you are
So glad to be sad
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“It doesn’t matter what you bear.
but how you bear it.”
Seneca