Silent Loss
In the depths of my heart, I longed for more,
But when I confessed, her words tore,
"I want you as a friend," she softly said,
And my dreams shattered, filling me with dread.
It was hard to hear, my soul in dismay,
The weight of her rejection, I couldn't convey
With a hidden ache, I masked my despair,
Fighting back tears, whispered, "I'll repair.
Echoing inside, a million times the words repeat,
Like a thorny path tangled beneath my feet.
"I don't want to ruin our friendship," she spoke,
Yet confusion consumed me, like a riddle unwoke.
Was it my appearance, not pleasing to her eyes?
Or did I fall short, to meet her lofty skies?
Perhaps there was someone else in her heart,
Or maybe I simply failed, right from the start.
Was I too bothersome, a constant strain?
Or did I lack the qualities she sought to attain?
I questioned my worth, as doubt began to grow,
In her eyes, maybe I was not meant to glow.
In graceful acceptance, I honour her choice,
Never to impose, nor silence her voice.
In the tapestry of friendship we share,
I'll treasure her presence, showing I care,
She'll remain a star, while I walk this Earth,
Respecting her decision, recognizing her worth.
She'll shine like a star while I journey on,
Acknowledging her decision, my heart's withdrawn.
- Nischal Srinivasan
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