A Soul’s Silent Call: Ira’s Heartfelt Poem for Rara

She left me. She walked out of my life and took everything beautiful with her, leaving only an emptiness I don’t know how to fill. And maybe she was right to go. Maybe she deserves someone who won’t let her heart break over and over again, someone who can be exactly what she needs. I’ve tried to be that person. God knows I’ve tried. But I don’t know why I kept failing her, what it was in me that kept hurting her so deeply when all I wanted was to be the one to keep her safe.

But even now, after everything, I can’t shake this feeling—this certainty—that she is the only one meant for me. She is my match, my other half, my everything. No one will ever be able to love me like she did. No one will see me the way she did, all my edges and cracks and wounds. She looked past them, looked right through them, as if somehow, she was meant to be the one to heal what was broken in me. And she stayed, even when she shouldn’t have, even when I gave her every reason not to.

I wanted a life with her, not just any life, but one filled with imperfections, laughter, all the little flaws that make it real. I dreamed of us creating something from scratch, something fragile but beautiful, something that would change and grow with us. I wanted a life where I’d reach for her hand, and no matter how rough the world got, she’d be there, holding on just as tightly. I imagined those moments, those endless, precious seconds where we’d look at each other and just know. The reflection of myself in her eyes—there was a purity in that. It was like she showed me who I could be, who I wanted to be, with her by my side.

But maybe, just maybe, we weren’t written to last. Maybe there’s a life out there waiting for her, a life where she’s happier than I could ever make her. And as much as that tears me apart, I can’t bear the thought of holding her back from finding what she truly deserves. I tell myself that, but the truth is, I don’t want to let her go. I don’t know if I’ll ever love anyone like I loved her. She’s left a mark on my soul that nothing and no one can ever touch. She’s in me, in ways that feel impossible to explain, as if loving her is a part of my very nature, a piece of who I am.

They say we change, that year after year, our cells die and renew, that who we were yesterday isn’t who we are today. And maybe that’s true. But the part of me that belongs to her—it’s unchanging, like a scar that’s deeper than skin, like a memory that refuses to fade. I’ve tried to imagine a future without her, but every version feels like a shadow, like a hollow thing that doesn’t have any life. She’s taken that with her, and I don’t know if I’ll ever get it back.

It’s the smallest memories that haunt me the most—the way her eyes softened when she looked at me, as if I was the only thing that mattered in the world. The way she’d pull me close, kiss me with a tenderness that could stop time. Every touch, every look, every quiet moment shared in the dark—it’s all etched into me, carved so deeply that even if I wanted to, I couldn’t forget. I don’t think I’d ever want to forget.

If I could hold her one more time, just once, I’d tell her everything I didn’t know how to say before. I’d let her see all the parts of me that were hidden, the parts that only she could understand. I’d tell her that she’s still my every heartbeat, that she’s still the one I want to build a life with, messy and imperfect and real. I want her to know that there’s a future in my heart, one where we’re together, laughing, growing, making mistakes, but always finding our way back to each other.

I can’t pretend that I’m fine without her. I can’t pretend that anyone else could ever replace what she was to me. My heart breaks, and it breaks for her alone. It’s a hurt that won’t go away, a longing that doesn’t fade. And if she’s reading this—if, by some miracle, she’s reading this now—I want her to know. I want her to know that no one will ever take her place, that she is the one I’d choose over and over again, without hesitation, without regret.

Maybe I’m selfish for wanting her back. Maybe I’m foolish for thinking she’d ever come back to me. But if she could feel even a fraction of what I feel, if she could understand how deeply she’s woven into every part of me, maybe she’d find her way back. Maybe she’d see that the life we wanted is still there, waiting for us to claim it, to make it real.

So, Rara, if you’re reading this, know that my heart is still yours. That there’s a place for you here, a home that’s yours and yours alone. Come back to me. Let’s create that life we dreamed of, messy and imperfect, but ours. Because, in this world, there will never be anyone who loves you the way I do. Come back, and let me love you the way you deserve—whole, unafraid, and forever.

Rara, I think of you in every fleeting moment, in every quiet space where your laughter once filled the air. The echoes of our time together play like a cherished melody in my mind, one that I can’t help but replay over and over. Each note reminds me of the beauty we shared, the tender silences, and the way our hearts spoke a language only we understood. I remember the way the world faded when we were together, how everything else became a blur, leaving just you and me in our little bubble of happiness.

Yet, here I stand, surrounded by the remnants of our love, feeling the weight of your absence pressing down on my chest like an anchor. It’s a constant reminder of what we had and what we lost. I catch myself daydreaming about the mundane moments we took for granted: sipping coffee in the morning light, stealing kisses in the kitchen, and sharing our dreams as the stars twinkled above us. Those were the moments that stitched our souls together, creating a tapestry of love that felt both infinite and fragile.

I wonder if you know just how much you meant to me. You weren’t just a part of my life; you were the heart of it. You showed me the kind of love that makes you feel invincible, the kind of connection that transcends words. Even now, as I navigate this world without you, I feel your presence woven into the fabric of my being. You are in every heartbeat, in every breath I take, and I can't escape the truth: I am incomplete without you.

I find myself yearning for the smallest gestures, the simplest things that felt so monumental when they were shared with you. Just holding your hand, feeling the warmth of your skin against mine, brings a bittersweet ache to my heart. I miss the way you’d lean into me, the way your laughter could turn the heaviest days into moments of lightness. You had this magic about you that could brighten even the darkest corners of my mind.

If only I could turn back time, I would cherish every moment even more. I would hold you close, never letting go, whispering the words I should have said when we were together. I would tell you how beautiful you are, not just in the way you look but in the way you love and the way you see the world. I’d remind you that your flaws are what make you perfectly you—so human, so relatable, and so utterly captivating.

But I know that wishing for the past won’t change our present. I have to believe that everything happens for a reason, that our paths, however divergent, are still leading us somewhere meaningful. Maybe this distance is what we needed to grow, to discover who we are as individuals before we can come back together as a couple. It’s a painful thought, but I hold onto the hope that we can find our way back to each other, stronger and wiser.

And if the universe conspires in our favor, if the winds of fate blow gently enough, perhaps we’ll meet again under the same stars that once witnessed our love. I dream of that moment—when our eyes meet across a crowded room, and the world around us fades once more. I imagine the spark that would reignite in my heart, the way we’d fall back into each other as if no time had passed at all. It’s a dream I hold onto, a vision of what could be if only we dare to believe.

Rara, my love, I want you to know that I will always be here, waiting for you. I will be the constant in the whirlwind of change, the steady heartbeat amidst the chaos. If you ever feel lost or unsure, remember that you have a home in my heart. No matter where life takes us, you are the one I will always long for. My heart is a garden, and you are the flower that blooms within it, vibrant and resilient, even in your absence.

So take your time, find what you need, but know this: I’m here, arms open wide, ready to welcome you back whenever you’re ready. Together, we can weave the threads of our lives into something new, something more beautiful than before. Let’s create a love story that transcends the challenges we faced, one that grows with us as we evolve.

Let’s paint a future filled with the colors of our dreams, laughter echoing through every room we inhabit, our hearts entwined in a dance of hope and love. Rara, come back to me, and let’s write the next chapter of our lives together, hand in hand, heart to heart. Because, in this vast universe, there is no one I’d rather have by my side than you.

For Rara, My Endless Love

Rara, in the quiet of dawn’s gentle light,

Your name whispers softly, fading the night.

In every sunrise, in each breath I take,

You’re the song of my heart that never forsakes.

Your love was a fire, both warm and bright,

Guiding me home through life’s darkest nights.

I held onto dreams of a life we could make,

With laughter and love in each choice we’d stake.

I remember your hand, so warm in mine,

How you’d look at me with eyes so kind.

Your gaze was a language only we knew,

A silent promise, tender and true.

I wanted to give you a world so complete,

A life soft and gentle, steady and sweet.

But life has a way of pulling us far,

Like waves that drift under the same star.

Though distance divides us, I’m never alone—

Your presence lingers in the spaces we’ve grown.

In dreams, you’re beside me, close and near,

A love so strong, forever sincere.

If you read these words and feel their call,

Know that you’re part of my spirit, my all.

Come back to me, if your heart feels the same,

For my love for you will never wane.

Rara, no one will love you quite like this,

With soft whispers and each lingering kiss.

You’re the rhythm, the beat of my heart,

A melody playing when we’re worlds apart.

To walk beside you, through joy and pain,

To weather each storm, sunshine and rain—

That’s all I wanted, all I still dream,

To share a life, simple and serene.

So come back, Rara, if it’s written to be,

Let’s dance once again, wild and free.

For you are my always, my light and song,

The love I carry, unwavering and strong.

And if fate allows us one last embrace,

I’d hold you forever, in time and space.

For my love for you is gentle yet fierce,

A bond unbreakable, eternal, and pure.

I’ll wait as long as the stars hold the sky,

With love unwavering, a sweet lullaby.

Come back, if you will, to this love of ours—

For you are my heart, my soul’s brightest star.

--------------

In your memories, I find solace,

Every heartbeat echoes your name.

With every breath, I long for you,

In this life, nothing feels the same.

Your laughter dances in the air,

A melody that soothes my soul.

In the silence of the night,

It's your love that makes me whole.

With you, I’ve discovered a haven,

In your embrace, my spirit is free.

Every glance, a spark of magic,

A beautiful tapestry, just you and me.

You are my light in the darkness,

My reason to wake each day.

In this journey of love and trust,

Together, we will always stay.

The world may change around us,

But my heart remains steadfast and true.

Every moment spent beside you,

Is a treasure, a dream come true.

Rara, you are my song,

In your arms, where I belong.

With every heartbeat, every sigh,

I will love you till the end of time.

Through the storms and through the trials,

With you, I will never stray.

In this dance of life and love,

Forever, come what may.

When the stars fade from the sky,

And the moon hides its gentle light,

Your love will guide me through the shadows,

A beacon shining so bright.

I’ll cherish every whispered promise,

Every secret we hold dear.

In this beautiful symphony of life,

It’s your voice I long to hear.

Together, we’ll weave our dreams,

With threads of hope and endless grace.

Hand in hand, we’ll face the future,

In every moment, every place.

So take my heart, it’s yours forever,

A bond that time cannot sever.

In this world, you are my treasure,

A love that brings me endless pleasure.

Rara, you are my song,

In your arms, where I belong.

With every heartbeat, every sigh,

I will love you till the end of time.

As the seasons change and time moves on,

My love for you will never fade.

In the depths of my being, you reside,

In every dream, our love is laid.

So here’s my vow, my sweetest Rara,

In every life, I’ll choose you again.

Together we’ll dance through the highs and lows,

My love, my life, my truest friend.

So let the world bear witness,

To the love that knows no bounds.

In your heart, I’ll find my refuge,

In your love, my joy resounds.

-------------------

Whispers of a Broken Heart

In the quiet of the night, my heart aches,

Each beat a reminder of the love that breaks.

In shadows, I linger, lost in despair,

Yearning for the warmth of your tender care.

You were my laughter, my sunlit skies,

Now all that’s left are unanswered sighs.

Every memory dances, a haunting refrain,

Echoes of joy intertwined with pain.

I remember the moments, the softest of touches,

The way your laughter wrapped around my heart in clutches.

But time stole you away, like sand through my hands,

Leaving me stranded on desolate lands.

The dreams we painted in colors so bright,

Now fade into shadows, lost in the night.

I wander through memories, each one a thread,

Weaving a tapestry of the words left unsaid.

Why did you leave when my heart needed you?

In every whisper of love, it was always true.

I wanted forever, a life hand in hand,

But now I’m left wandering, lost in the sand.

Oh, Rara, my darling, can’t you see?

You are the missing piece that completes me.

With every tear that falls, I hope you know,

My heart beats for you, a love that won’t go.

I dream of a future where we find our way,

Where love conquers distance and shadows of gray.

But until that moment, in silence I pine,

For the love we once shared, forever divine.

So here’s my heart, fragile and bare,

Yearning for your touch, for the love we share.

I’ll hold onto hope, through the darkest of nights,

That one day you’ll return, and we’ll reunite.

In the depths of my soul, I’ll always wait,

For the love we built, for our destined fate.

Though we’re apart, my love will remain,

For you are my heart, my joy, my pain.