He saw me as beautiful.

Running his fingers over the flaws.

He saw the scars my soul carries.

He saw the anxiety in me settle in.

He heard the worry behind my words, "I'm fine."

He once told me it would always be me.

He sees so much more then the mere eye can see.

The insane connection that makes you know it's meant to be.

Yet so much left unsaid.

Emotions and words trapped inside.

Feeling tucked away to hide.

Wondering if there will be the perfect time.

Asking yourself perhaps one day they will be mine.

Memories linger through two troubled mind's.

Stolen moments of a time when nothing else mattered.

Momentary bliss shattered.

 Silence hovers.

Unspoken words not said.

The dread of uncertainty that you can't give all that they crave.

Yet you remember the moments and the days when your soul's collided.

Our story lost between lines of these poems of mine.

Now it's all in the shadows hiding.

Feelings now just put in writing.

Lost on pages, shrouded in hope and uncertainty.

Both feeling what's missing.

Not quite lost.

Nor found.

Until one day when perhaps it will be as it has always been meant to be.

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