ECHOES FROM AN UNSEEN PLACE
I never held your hand, not once,
Just dreamt the weight of it in sleep.
A flicker caught behind my eyes,
A name the air refused to keep.
I passed you once — or almost did.
A shadow tucked in silent light.
The words were there but stayed unformed,
Like echoes folding into night.
You were never mine to lose,
Yet I lost you just the same.
I trace your voice through frequencies
That never learned your name.
These echoes from an unseen place…
Still reach me through the haze.
No letters sent. No promise made.
Just something soft beneath the skin.
The kind of love that’s born too late—
Or dies before it can begin.
And now the signal hums with ghosts,
With things that almost dared to stay.
I tune it in, I tune it out…
But your silence never fades away.
You were never mine to hold.
You were gone before the start.
But in the hush between transmissions,
I still memorize your part.
These echoes from an unseen place…
Still live inside my heart.