Unspoken words

Three little words carrying a universe of feelings
never articulated but floating always around us,
they were never uttered nor whispered,
they were never even thought but just felt.

You carried me into your arms when I was sick,
you caressed me gently when I was sad,
you taught me to get up when I was falling down,
you showed me how to be a human.

But you never said those three words.

I worked with you, hands dipped in grease,
I helped the best I could, with whatever I could,
and my world ceased to exist when you fell ill,
and I lived then for you, through you.

But I never said those three words.

We walked together hand in hand with pride,
with happiness and sparkles in our eyes,
we made each other nice surprises,
and never expecting anything in return.

But we never said those three words.

Now you’re gone and we’ll never be able to say them.
Why didn’t we? Is it really to late or just unnecessary?
Each smile, each tear, each touch, each word,
carried with it the whole tenderness in the world.

The wise softness of your experienced voice,
the rough and high tone of my young speech
were full of mixed feelings and pleasant sensations
that those little three words cannot describe enough.

Unspoken words remained unspoken
as they were just like a little needle
that could pop the balloon of magic love.


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