November silence

Again, the silence comes from you,

A quiet November, cold and true.

Hatred stirs, but starts to fade,

When you speak, my walls degrade.

In the exam hall’s fleeting light,

Your laugh, your smile, a radiant sight.

Every blush, each word we share,

Melts my resolve, leaves me bare.

My heart beats only to your name,

My mind resists, but it’s all the same.

Each glance, each eye contact’s fire,

Consumes my plans, fuels my desire.

I thought I’d ruin, bring you low,

But in your presence, I only glow.

You ruin me without a fight,

With every touch, you steal my night.

I dreamed you’d see me, truly care,

But you chased beauty, unaware.

A model’s grace is all you seek,

While my love waits, quiet, meek.

I remind myself of who you are,

A fleeting flame, a distant star.

But when your attention turns my way,

All reason crumbles, slips away.

Now I worry, the truth revealed,

A plan betrayed, my fate unsealed.

Your right hand heard, I thought him true,

But beside his left, my words flew.

The whispers reached you, broken and bent,

My heart aches for what was meant.

I tried to speak, to make things right,

But you won’t listen, lost to night.

I don’t know all you’ve been told,

The truths, the lies, the stories sold.

Still, I’m sorry for all I’ve done,

For battles lost before begun.