I am kind of a hopeless romantic so sorry if this is a bit mushy for some. I wrote this after my best friend in the world found a boyfriend.

To experience fear of speaking
of love so close to heart.
A love trapped in a ring
like a poets unfinished art.

I speak yet nothing comes out.
I talk of life without a shroud,
but it's love I fear to give a shout.
As you leave my mind becomes a cloud.

For now I am late.
She found another with a mind so clear.
Love is something my heart will debate.
My soul has undergone many hardships and wear.

I feel I wish to meet the daggers end,
to this thought I shall not bend.