Haunting Of The House Of Love

Mihar Diaries

In the caverns of my soul, a love resides,
A one-sided passion, where my heart abides,
A haunting presence, deep within my core,
A love that lingered, yearning for something more.

I loved you with a depth that words can’t convey,
A love that held my heart in its sway,
But you, my dear, remained forever elusive,
A love unreciprocated, painfully exclusive.

Your memory haunts the corridors of my mind,
In the solitude, your absence I find,
You linger like a ghost, a spectral reverie,
A love unattained, a bittersweet mystery.

In the quiet of the night, your voice still calls,
Echoing through these desolate, silent walls,
Your laughter, once a symphony of delight,
Now echoes as a lament in the still of the night.

I longed for you, my emotions ran deep,
In the caverns of my heart, your memory would keep,
But you remained beyond my reach, my touch,
A love that hurt so much, it hurt too much.

I yearned for you to feel what I couldn’t convey,
To bridge the distance that stood in our way,
But you were a specter, a love unreturned,
A love that in my heart forever burned.

In the haunted chambers of my soul, you dwell,
A love that aches, a tale I never could tell,
A spectral presence in the depths of my emotion,
A love that lives on with undying devotion.

So in the depths of my soul, this love remains,
A one-sided passion, a symphony of pains,
A haunting love, in the depths of my devotion,
A love that stirs emotions with profound emotion.