The Love That Stayed Only With Me
By Khusshh | Published on August 22, 2025
.webp "Girl holding a glowing sphere with a heart inside")
Intro
Sometimes love doesn’t arrive where it was meant to go. It lingers quietly, alive in one heart, never finding a home in the other. This is that kind of love—tender, unspoken, unforgettable.
Poem
I don’t think you’ll ever know
how heavy it feels
to carry a love with nowhere to land.
It’s like holding a gift
wrapped in trembling hands,
with no door willing to open.
I memorized you
in ways you never asked—
the tilt of your smile,
the pause between your words,
the quiet things that make you, you.
And while you moved through life untouched,
I burned quietly in the corners,
hoping the light might reach you.
Every glance you gave,
I read too deeply.
Every kindness,
I carved into my chest
as if it meant more.
And when you laughed,
I built whole universes
around a moment
you forgot in seconds.
Do you know what it is
to sit across from someone
and feel galaxies inside you,
while they drift through
the infinite sky of you blind?
It is the sweetest cruelty—
to be so full,
and yet so empty.
I tell myself to let you go,
but how do you release
something that was never yours
to begin with?
So I keep you like a secret,
a soft wound I never tend,
a love that breathes
but never speaks.
And if you ever ask me
what it felt like to love you,
I’ll tell you this:
It was beautiful,
even when it broke me.
Outro
Unspoken love shapes us—teaching depth, patience, vulnerability. Even unanswered, it reminds us of the vastness of our own hearts. And perhaps, that alone is its own kind of beauty.
Vocabulary
- Unspoken love – Love that remains hidden, never expressed.
- Sweetest cruelty – The painful yet beautiful experience of loving in silence.
- Soft wound – A delicate emotional pain carried quietly.
Summary
“The Love That Stayed Only With Me” by Khusshh is a heartfelt poem that captures the quiet ache of unspoken love—love that remains one-sided, tender, and unforgettable. It explores vulnerability, longing, and the bittersweet beauty of carrying feelings silently.