Milagros Us

 A silent choice, a sacrifice made, To let you bloom, a path un-traced. No whispers of longing, no passionate plea, For your happiness, my own set free.   A moment in time, a chance to confess, But love's restraint, a silent finesse. To see you thrive, a joy I hold dear, Though my heart aches, your happiness is clear.   The resistance worked, a choice I made, To let you soar, untroubled, unafraid. A quiet sorrow, a whisper in the night, But your happiness, a radiant light.   Minor regrets, a bittersweet sting, Yet your joy echoes, on life's vibrant string. A love unvoiced, a silent, tender plea, For your happiness, my own set free.

 The clock ticks on, a cruel jest of fate, Right love, wrong time, a bitter, tangled state. A heart divided, a loyalty torn, Between the vows sworn, and a love reborn.   He stands, a partner, bound by solemn ties, Yet yearning for a love that in his soul lies. Another soul, a flame that burns so bright, Their presence a beacon in the darkest night.   He knows he's wrong, a traitor to his vow, Yet can't deny the passion burning now. He walks a tightrope, a precarious dance, Between duty and desire, a painful trance.   He yearns for freedom, to cast off the chains, To embrace the love that truly sustains. But fear holds him captive, a silent, icy grip, The consequences of his choice, a terrifying slip.   He's torn, a battle raging in his soul, A desperate plea for a way to make things whole. Is it right to break a vow, to chase a dream, Or to live in shadows, a life that's not what it seems?   He chooses the wrong, the path he knows is flawed, For a chance at...