Later May Never Come

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So many words I left unsaid,
They lingered silent in my head.
I hope you felt my love for you,
Yet words unspoken don’t get through.

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Will it die with me, unspoken?
Will my love be left half-broken?

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You filled my days with simple cheer,
With stories, songs, you held me near.
You lit my dreams, you fanned their flame,
You loved me long before the fame.

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Will it die with me, unspoken?
Will my love be left half-broken?

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You let me fall, you let me fly,
You showed me joy was always nigh.
You lived your life with open hands,
And showed me love without demands.

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You never leaned on me for light,
You found your joy in your own right.
You showed me life was built to soar,
With love that frees, not asking more.

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Will it die with me, unspoken?
Will my love be left half-broken?

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Today’s the day I speak it clear,
Not wait for loss, then shed a tear.
I’ll tell you now — my words so true,
My love disclosed from me to you.