I followed the whispers of your heart,
Trusting each step, though the road was dim.
A flicker of hope would spark in the dark,
And I chased it, believing it was meant for me.
But there, in the moonlight’s gentle glow,
You danced with another, your smile so free.
Was it my fate to crumble, to bend,
For a piece of the love you gave so easily?
The path I walked was heavy with dreams,
Threaded with promises that frayed like glass.
Have you ever paused to see my soul,
To feel the weight of the love I cast?
Does his touch hold the weight of my nights?
The ache, the hope, the endless try?
I’m turning back to my own quiet night,
To find the light that’s truly mine.
Don’t speak soft words you don’t mean,
Your heart’s too still, your gaze too clear.
I’ll carry my sorrow, but I’ll walk free,
For your eyes, they stayed dry—no trace of a tear.