Whispers in the Night - Years of Unspoken Love

I love you, though I fail to say

The thousand words I feel each day.

For long years, through time’s embrace,

Your memory has kept its place.

I loved you then, I love you still,

A quiet heart, a stubborn will.

Though silence wrapped my soul so tight,

Your name still glimmers in the night.

Back in that office, side by side,

Where dreams and deadlines would collide,

We worked beneath the humming light,

Through weary days and sleepless nights.

And when the clock struck midnight’s chime,

Those stolen breaks became sublime.

The world grew still, the halls grew bare,

Yet all I knew was you were there.

I’d pass you by with trembling grace,

Pretending calm upon my face.

The scent of smoke around you stayed,

A strange sweet memory never swayed.

You stood so close, yet far away,

Unknowing of my heart’s dismay.

While I, in silence, watched you stand,

And longed to simply hold your hand.

You never knew the storms inside,

The tides of love I tried to hide.

Each glance from you, though brief and small,

Would feel like springtime after fall.

Your laughter lingered in the air,

A melody beyond compare.

And every word you tossed with ease

Would leave my restless spirit pleased.

I built a thousand dreams from dust,

From little moments, hope, and trust.

Imagined days when I’d confess

The love I wore in tenderness.

But fear became my faithful chain,

It kept me bound in quiet pain.

I feared the loss, I feared goodbye,

So all my truth was left to sigh.

Then time moved on, as time must do,

And carried me away from you.

Yet even years could not erase

The light I found within your face.

Many seasons came and passed,

Yet somehow this feeling chose to last.

Through changing roads and crowded years,

It lived through laughter, lived through tears.

I searched for peace in other skies,

In strangers’ words and kinder eyes.

But no one held that gentle flame

That woke my soul when you just came.

Sometimes at night I still return

To memories that softly burn.

The office halls, the midnight glow,

The silent love you’d never know.

I wonder if you sensed it there,

The way I paused, the way I’d stare.

If somewhere in your guarded mind

You knew a heart was left behind.

And now I write what I once hid,

All that fear forbade and did.

I love you—not with passing art,

But with the patience of a heart.

Not loud enough to shake the skies,

But deep enough to never die.

A steady flame through darkened years,

A truth untouched by doubts or fears.

If fate is kind and paths align,

Perhaps one day your hand meets mine.

And all these years of quiet ache

Will bloom at last for love’s own sake.

But if not so, then let this be

A tender truth that sets me free:

Some loves are born to softly stay,

Even when words are lost away.

So keep this poem, though never read,

As all the things I left unsaid.

For long years, through joy and pain—

I loved you then,

I love you again.