By Shrayas Suryakumar
I am a feeling without a heart, born in pain and torn apart.
those eyes so deep, I fell and sank in endless abyss
I saw here weep, a silent plea,
Lost in shadows, longing to be free.
Pain like here she knew , words were unspoken but I felt new.
So I reached out not just to mend.
Not as a savior, not as a friend.
I wished to hold the pain she hide,
To bear here sorrow, but to make it mine.
To Learn here heart and understand every sign.
In search of unknown , I found my way through here heart.
She trusted and feared, yet she opened up here vulnerable part.
With every word, with every sigh,
I saw the storm behind here eyes.
I vowed to stay by her through thick and thin,
To be her light when days grow dim.
With patience and time, words sincere.
Through silent night and Susurrate fears.
We spoke of wounds, both small and deep.
No truth was lost, No pain too steep.
Through gentle steps and honesty,
We built a bridge where love runs free.
For hearts don’t heal in time alone,
Only when love that’s truly shown.
And so we stand, no longer apart,
Two souls that healed, heart to heart.
Not just in love, but built on trust,
A bond unbreakable—born from us.