Unfinished Melodies: A Love Story Deferred

In the depths of my heart, a tale unfolds,

Of a love that bloomed, but could not behold.

Two souls entwined, like vines of a tree,

Yet destiny's hand kept them apart, you see.

Their love, like a river, flowed wild and free,

A dance of passion, a symphony.

But fate, oh cruel fate, played its role,

And shattered their dreams, like fragments of coal.

They met in a world where love had no bounds,

Their hearts collided, creating sweet sounds.

But life's cruel twists turned their path askew,

Leaving them yearning for what they once knew.

Like stars in the sky, they shimmered so bright,

Guiding each other through darkest of nights.

But the forces unseen, with envy and spite,

Tore them apart, extinguishing their light.

Oh, how they fought, with fierce devotion,

To bridge the gap and conquer emotion.

But the chasm grew wider, an insurmountable sea,

And their love, though strong, could never be.

In the echoes of silence, they whispered their pain,

Like petals adrift in the wind and the rain.

The longing, the yearning, a constant refrain,

Yet their love, like a mirage, began to wane.

Each passing day, a bitter reminder,

Of the love they shared, now lost in the ether.

Two souls incomplete, forever apart,

Touched by love's arrow, but missing its mark.

But even in absence, their love remained,

A flame in their hearts that forever sustained.

For love, once ignited, can never truly die,

It lingers, it lingers, on the wings of a sigh.

And so, their story lives on, untold,

A love unfulfilled, a tale of gold.

For sometimes, dear friend, love's story unfolds,

In the bittersweet journey, where secrets are hold.

So cherish the love that graces your life,

Hold it close, like a treasure so rife.

For even if incomplete, love's touch is profound,

A gift that echoes, without making a sound.