She's going to be silent at some point.
You realize that, right?
You tell her you love her.
Tell her you need her.
Tell her that if there were a chance,
She'd be the weighing factor for your happiness;
That you both could be happy.
Together.
But you tell her that,
Give sweet words.
Memories.
Grab her around the waist when you meet--
Pulling her in, with a slow, gentle grace.
Everything is love.
In your touches.
Your movements.
Each other's sighs.
And then a switch it flipped,
Like on and off,
And she's forced back into your shadows.
She loves you, you know she always will.
She's said it,
But what more,
She's proved it.
You can't keep a woman like that hidden though.
You can't choose other lives without her being pivotal--
Not without her straightening her spine,
Smiling. Loving from inside.
Telling herself that she's fine being friends,
Even though it's the most complicated aspect of her own
life,
And always will be.
She's going to find someone else, somehow, some place--
To be the second dawning, to give her a slice of happiness
That she is most deserving.
She will talk, but you may have to pull it out of her.
Where once she wished she could tell you everything,
Share every moment, she will bite her tongue.
You pushed this. You didn't understand that playing games
was bad.
She was more worth to you than you could ever find,
And she deserved more than you,
But her heart was only yours.
Now. Now it's time for someone to steal a piece of that big
heart.
She doesn't know where.
Doesn't know when.
Doesn't know who.
But she's willing to try.
She's hoping on stars in the sky.
