The Unsaid

As days pass by something goes unsaid
Words silenced from another's ear
Held back by the tongue
A sentiment for someone so dear

These words are hidden for a reason
For the time is not yet right
It is too early for one to conclude
For this person to be my moon in the night

There exists another reason
It is the fear of the past
But then I must go on
For the die has been cast

Some things remain unsure
Some things remain shrouded
But one thing is true
I am not misguided

In time it would reveal itself
What is certain shall show
and once it comes to me
To it I shall go