A Glimpse of You

Took a passion at your gaze, why do I hide it?
These feelings bloom, but still, I fight it.
Short of you, when so powerless, I fall—
what are you going to do when I risk it all?

I’m holding on, but why do I fear
that saying it out loud will make you disappear?
I’m left with questions, echoes in my mind,
wondering if I missed a sign.

Say what you want, just for you,
I’ll listen closely, I’ll see it through.
But why are you gone when I needed you near?
Your absence lingers, and it’s hard to bear.

I took a chance, let my heart unfold,
but now I’m left with stories untold.
The silence between us stretches thin,
wondering if I’ll ever let you in.

Why do I hide it, this ache I feel?
When all I want is something real.
But maybe I’m scared of what I’ll lose
if I let you see beyond the ruse.

I’m short of breath, I’m short of words,
but the weight of you is in all I’ve heard.
Say what you will, or say nothing at all—
I’m just here waiting, hoping you’ll call.

For in your gaze, I found a spark,
but now I’m lost in the fading dark.
Why are you gone? What did I miss?
Was it my silence or just a stolen kiss?

So take this heart, if you want it true,
I’m tired of hiding what I feel for you.
But if it’s too late, if you’ve moved on—
then I’ll bury this passion and face the dawn.