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29/09/2026

"A Love Unspoken"

I loved her not as rivers love the sea,
Nor as the moon must answer to the night;
I loved her in the quiet parts of me,
Where even hope was frightened of the light.

I never asked her heart to answer mine,
Nor sought to make her feel what I had felt;
Some loves are born beneath a silent sign,
And live because they ask for nothing else.

She passed through days as sunlight through a room,
Unknowing of the warmth she left behind;
While I, who knew her only in my bloom,
Made gardens from the thoughts she left in mind.

And if she never learns the love I knew,
Then let it be—some loves need not come true.

-Sean Santos

27/09/2026

"I was never Yours"

The saddest thing is I was never yours,
So how could losing you feel like a loss?
You never walked with me through open doors,
Yet somehow leaving you still bears a cost.

You never held the heart I gave away,
Nor knew the weight your absence came to bear;
You simply lived your ordinary days,
While I made meaning from you being there.

I hate that I could love you this much still,
When you have done no wrong to earn my pain;
For you were never cruel, nor ever mine—
It was my heart that built itself a chain.

And maybe I should hate the dreams I knew,
But how could I, when every dream had you?

-Sean Santos

26/09/2026

"if love were enough"

If love were enough, perhaps you'd be here,
And I would have no reason to pretend;
I'd tell you all the things I keep sincere,
And never fear the moment they might end.

But love is not a bridge across all seas,
Nor can it make two distant worlds align;
Sometimes two hearts may beat with different needs,
And one must learn to leave the dream behind.

I wish I could say I have let you go,
But that would make a liar of my heart;
I only learned to love you from afar,
And learned to live with wanting from the start.

So I will ask for nothing, though I ache—
For loving you is all that I can take.

-Sean Santos

30/07/2025

This is not a poem but i just wanted to let some air out

I’ve spent most of my life as a quiet shape that bends to fit every room, adjusting my voice, my smile, the way I walk or laugh just to match the people around me. Not because I’ve forgotten who I am, but because I thought maybe kindness looked like becoming what others needed. I believed that if I softened enough, shifted enough, I might finally belong somewhere. But everywhere I go, the rules change. Every place, every group, every environment demands a different version of me. And at first, I manage, I fit in, I blend, I even shine for a while. But eventually, the warmth fades. The stares feel colder, the whispers sharper. People start to turn away, talk behind my back, make me feel like a mistake for ever trying. And in the end, I’m left fading into the background, still here, still trying, but more ghost than person.

07/07/2025

I once mistook the reason why
We must live before we die,
We must fall before we fly,
And why we quit before we try.

I gave it a shot now I'm afraid to call.
The higher you climb, the harder you fall.
I spoke my mind and swallowed it whole,
Shattered my heart, broke every soul.

Now I know that I don't know
What it means to let things go
To face the world, to let it show,
The pain, the truth, and how we grow.

-Sean Santos

13/09/2024

"I think of you"

For every now and then, i look at your direction, trying hard so you don't notice my affection,
I can't say for sure but really who am i to think,
I know its not possible, counting every blink.

I don't know what is it that i see in you that got me thinking every single time,
the ladder is so tall i can barely climb,
i know its not possible, i just know it isn't,
because who am i but a man to think so vivid.

Your smile makes me smile, your laugh makes me laugh,
your everything is perfect, theres nothing you lack, you captured my attention and i don't know what to do,
as i sit quietly thinking of you.

In one reality i shaped in my head,
everything goes fine and nothing is dead,
we talk alot, we love each other,
its all in my head and it's not possible to get her.

-Sean santos


12/09/2024

Have not been posting for a while noww....

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