Unspoken love is so true.
More truthful than any love that can be seen.
It does not need to be spoken or shared.
It is known only known by the two.
They choose not to speak of it.
There is no need.
They often sit at home on their own.
Thinking of it.
Some nights they will cry about it
As they sit alone.
But they know that they’re never alone
While the flame is still burning.