1. To love

Thank you for sharing such a heartfelt and intimate story. I’ve shaped your lines into a poetic form that preserves the emotion, the nostalgia, and the quiet ache of love that lingers even after parting. Here's your poem:

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Two Rails, One Journey

We started our journey as lovers,
In whispers, in glances, in midnight covers.
We met, we talked, we saw love bloom�"
In every silence, in every room.

We adored, we missed, we held on tight,
Never knowing we'd lose the light.
Three and a half years, like fleeting rain,
Never thought we'd part in quiet pain.

Like railway tracks�"two rails apart,
Never touching yet sharing a heart.
Together we moved, side by side,
But never could the distance hide.

He said, “I can’t be with you now,”
No promise, no timeline, no solemn vow.
No goodbye, just a smile so brief,
Five minutes of joy, five minutes of grief.

I felt his scent, peeked at his wallet,
Not the money, but memories that last.
Our auras kissed, hugged no goodbye,
A handshake sealed what words let lie.

“Take it for three years,” he said with grace,
“No, five,” I smiled, for the loan to repay.
I hoped he'd think of me in strife,
The echo of love still shaping his life.

Two months passed, he reached again,
“How’s my car?”�"a soft refrain.
I asked, “Will you chat with me once more?”
But silence lingered, like before.

It wasn’t words that brought us near,
But telepathy, raw and clear.
He saw my photos, layers deep,
I Said, “I can’t sustain,” in voice so steep.

“Come out,” he said, and I obeyed,
In every word, his soul displayed.
I listened close, I followed through,
In every talk, his love felt true.

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Jessy Jacob

Author's Note

Our love story began with emails and never a chat in whatsapp.

Reviews

[BuzzyB]

A poem that offers every emotion associated with love. Joy, bliss and the sadness of parting and separation. The poem's end made me think of continuity of love. People who love you always return. Nice work, Jessy.

[JessyJacob]

Thank you so much. I love my man 😍 with love. It returns Def because my man needs love. We are love to this world 🌎. People unknowingly killing good thinking it s bad to be good. So we born to show love only knows love language and it never hates.

[BuzzyB]

Yes, the language of love is such, it never hates. You're blessed to have such love. It makes the world beautiful.

[Orphic Dreamer]

This is a beautiful and powerful piece of writing. I felt the overwhelming emotions of love, warmth, and melancholy of it all.

[JessyJacob]

thank you so much.

Jessy Jacob