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UNSPOKEN - a poem

Four months
Too soon to get attached?
So short a time
But I did.

Fractured and healing
From my past
I tiptoed into feelings
And towards love.

Though unspoken
It was catching up with me
But I don’t think
It will ever catch up with you

Your passion and drive
Is what pulled me to you
But where was your passion for me?

(Although an old poem, it's nice to reflect on a time when yes, I was unsuccessful at love, and now I'm sitting here, engaged, looking forward to my future.  As probably shown in my poem, I'm not engaged to the person that this poem was written about years ago.)