Under the Unsaid Sky

We stood beneath the fading blue

But neither found the words for truth

The wind carried what we denied

And left it hanging in the sky

Your eyes were oceans I can't cross

Each wave a memory of our loss

I tried to speak, but storms were near

So I just let the tide pull clear

And every cloud still holds your face

Though time has tried to take its place

I chase the shapes until they die

Under the vast, unsaid sky

The bench remembers where we sat

I trace my hand along the back

Your warmth still lingers in the grain

But fades with every touch in vain

The path we walked is cracked with weeds

Yet I still follow where it leads

Hoping to meet you one more time

Inside some half-forgotten rhyme

And every cloud still holds your face

Though time has tried to take its place

I chase the shapes until they die

Under the vast, unsaid sky

And in that sky, I let you go-

Though part of me still needs to know