{"id":2097,"date":"2024-02-12T14:27:49","date_gmt":"2024-02-12T14:27:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/?p=2097"},"modified":"2024-02-12T15:38:41","modified_gmt":"2024-02-12T15:38:41","slug":"crushie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/crushie\/","title":{"rendered":"CRUSHIE"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In quiet whispers of the night, I hide,<br>A secret held, a feeling deep inside.<br>My heart beats fast when you come near,<br>But I can&#8217;t find the courage, I live in fear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Your smile, a beacon in my darkest hour,<br>Yet I&#8217;m afraid to confess, to give it power.<br>I watch you from afar, in silent admiration,<br>Hoping you&#8217;ll see my silent dedication.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I pen these words, a love unspoken,<br>In hopes that somehow they&#8217;ll be awoken.<br>Each line a confession, each verse a plea,<br>For you to understand what you mean to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But words fail me, they tremble on my tongue,<br>And so this poem remains, unsung.<br>A love that&#8217;s buried, yet burning bright,<br>Hidden beneath the veil of the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In dreams, I find the courage to speak,<br>But in reality, my voice grows weak.<br>I long to tell you how I feel,<br>But fear of rejection makes it all too real.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">So I&#8217;ll keep this poem close to my chest,<br>A silent testament to my love&#8217;s unrest.<br>And though I may never find the nerve to confess,<br>Know that you&#8217;ve ignited a flame in this timid heart&#8217;s recess.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">BY Walking shadow poetry<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In quiet whispers of the night, I hide,A secret held, a feeling deep inside.My heart beats fast when you come near,But I can&#8217;t find the courage, I live in fear. 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