Umbrella of Dreams

Your eyes hold questions you won’t ask,
mine hold answers behind a mask.
We share the air, but not the name
of what we feel, of who’s to blame.

The space between is paper-thin,
I hear you knocking, never in.
Each glance a word we never write,
we live in shade, avoid the light.

I hear you in the words you don’t say,
your silence louder every day.
We’re dancing close but standing still,
afraid to name what we both feel.
No lies, no truth, just in-between —
a quiet love we keep unseen.

You linger in the things you do,
a touch too soft, a thought too true.
I count the times you almost speak,
but fall back into something weak.

The clock moves on, but we stay here,
holding back what’s drawing near.
No fire, no fight, no open gate,
just all the things we leave to fate.

I hear you in the words you don’t say,
your silence louder every day.
We’re dancing close but standing still,
afraid to name what we both feel.
No lies, no truth, just in-between —
a quiet love we keep unseen.

Maybe one day we’ll break this spell,
but now we’re ghosts who wear it well.
You breathe, I bend — we never fall,
just brush the edge and that is all.

I hear you in the words you don’t say,
your silence louder every day.
We move like we were meant to be,
but fear has locked the only key.
No vows, no past, no great reveal —
just two hearts too scared to feel.

Your eyes hold questions you won’t ask,
mine hold answers... behind a mask.

Unspoken

Lover

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