Love's Unspoken Melody

In the depths of her soul, a silent storm brews,

A woman cloaked in disappointment's hues.

Yet, her lips stay sealed, her voice unheard,

For fear of causing pain, her silence preferred.

She walks through the world with a smile so bright,

Concealing the ache, keeping sorrow from sight.

But behind her eyes, a tempest churns,

As disappointment within her heart burns.

Her spirit, once vibrant, now weighed down,

By the burden of words left unspoken, unbound.

She longs to express the hurt she feels,

Yet, the fear of hurting another steals.

Each night, she lays her head upon her pillow,

Tears silently staining the fabric, a willow

Bowing under the weight of hidden sorrow,

Yearning for release, for a better tomorrow.

But still, she holds back, her tongue tied,

Afraid of the fallout, the pain multiplied.

For she loves the one who caused her dismay,

And doesn't want to drive them away.

So she swallows her disappointment, lets it sink,

Into the depths of her being, where it drinks

From the well of her emotions, silently,

A secret kept, locked away, quietly.

But even in her silence, she finds strength,

In the knowledge that love can traverse any length.

And though her heart may ache, her love prevails,

In the silent symphony of unspoken tales