I Never Told Her… But Her Name Was In Every Prayer

She was the part of my life that never really belonged to me. She never looked at me the way I wished she would, And I never gathered the courage to say, “I love you.” I stayed close to her, living on the happiness her smile gave me, And every night, I fell asleep drowning in thoughts of her. We were never more than friends on the surface, But inside, my heart was screaming stories she would never hear. I watched from afar as she shared laughter with others, While I silently held onto the hope that maybe one day, she’d see me. I never confessed because I was afraid — afraid of rejection, Afraid that telling her would change everything and leave me with nothing. So, I kept my feelings locked away, hidden behind every word I didn’t say. Then one day, she told me she was getting married — to someone else. My world shattered quietly, the pieces falling without a sound. But I smiled and congratulated her, Because loving her meant wanting her happiness, even if it wasn’t with me. I let her go, with nothing but memories and silent prayers. Because sometimes, love isn’t about possession. Sometimes, it’s about letting go — and hoping that one day, She’ll remember the heart that loved her quietly, from the shadows.