In the shadows, your pain unfolds,
A tale of hurt, a story seldom told.
You sought refuge, found a tempest's storm.
Love turn perilous, a silent norm.
I hear your whispers, a plea for air,
A sanctuary lost, a dance with despair.
In your eyes, a world of aching hold,
I stand here quietly, as your stronghold.
You place trust, yearning to find,
Security, solace, peace of mind.
Yet, desires unspoken, emotions mild,
Our connection is hidden, like a secret child.
I wish you sensed my silent call,
To mend the wounds, be your wall.
I'm not him, not the source of strife,
Here, in secret, to breathe life.
You're not an object, but a soul in pain,
In silence, I share your emotional terrain.
No blame on you, just a heart of flame,
Together, we'll whisper away the blame.
Let butterflies revive, soar in the night,
In a world reborn, where our love takes flight.
I hope to be one to set you free,
In our secret haven, find serenity.
IAN

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