Whispers of the Heart

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In the heart, there’s a little fear,
A shattered dream, shed a tear.
Let this heart’s storm subside,
Lips sealed, in silence, let it bide.

The night is deep, the morning awaits,
What if today, your dream abates?
What if today, no one you find,
In desires’ home, someday we’ll bind.

In you, there’s no deficiency, my dear,
Just a rough day, have no fear.
These are moments that will pass,
Let the hands of time sweep like glass.

What if he changed his grand decree,
“World may change, but I’ll still be me.”
But where there was a crucial need,
He’s nowhere to be found indeed.

Let go of the company, not even a thought,
Let go of what’s gone, it’s all for naught.
Who went where, who paused in the race,
These talks are futile, let them efface.

Decisions made in the darkest night,
How can this heart find the light?
Broken trust so many times before,
Afraid to believe once more, evermore.