This poem is written when i realized that the man i love doen t know i exist

The one who dont know

To him with love

In the depths of my shattered heart, I dwell,

Like a wounded bird, I yearned to be seen,

But he never knew of my existence, my name,

In his heart, I was a stranger, a forgotten flame.

A love that's unattainable, a bitter refrain.

But those dreams were shattered, left in the cold,

And our paths never crossed, sealed by a twist of hate.

A love that's unrequited, a heart turned to stone.

But I'll gather the fragments, find strength anew,

For love may have hurt me, but it won't define my truth.

I'll heal these wounds, these scars deep inside,

And with time, I'll find a love that won't hide.

But in the depths of my heart, a memory will remain,

Of the one I loved, who never knew my name.