She loved him, with all her heart.
Was silent, didn’t want him to know.
She loved him with all her heart
and she suffered every time
when she talked to him and she couldn’t
tell him what she felt.
She was coming home, always sad
and she cried every night
because she knew she must be silent.
when he doesn’t know
when the heart is crying
when only her loves.
She loved him, quietly.
Not saying anything to anyone.
She loved him deeper every day
and she knew if she didn’t end this
her heart will break because she couldn’t
tell him about her feelings.
She packed her bags and left
to never return to the place,
where she loved with sad love.
© W. Donovan