Since you left
I feel the infinite sadness
of hiding so many things
of not having said that soft tenderness
that I hid like the roses can hide
and of not telling you those fragrant words
that I carried in my mouth, careful and soft
and that I hoped so many times would come out
and that were always hidden in a cruel smile.
Now that you're gone
I suffer deep pain of not having told you
the huge treasure of sweetness that blossomed in my love
But I know that if one day you come back to my life
searching purely for those lost words...
That hidden bitterness would seal my lips...
~~Fiddler
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