Perhaps time will move on, 

She'll be a memory someday. 

I've hated trying to forget her, 

and she has tried moving away.

To her it was just as bad 

if not worse, this I knew. 

Why was this destined for us? 

We didn't have any clue.

My heart knew no feeling, 

I couldn't tell her my pain.

And I thought to wait for some time, 

but I knew it would be in vain.

My thoughts were truly wrong, 

that her love I won't need. 

They said love can't be forgotten, 

It is true indeed. 

It was only then that I realized, 

in her silence was pain disguised, 

that I must do something to make her smile now, 

but I could never know the answer to this 'how?'

And then my words could't come out, 

and then I knew my heart would shout,  

for I knew something that I could've said, 

and I knew something was left unsaid.