“A Story Untold” by Krishna Bhaskar is a bittersweet melody of what could’ve been—part cowboy heartache, part poetic hug. Set under the vast Texas sky with fries, forgotten plans, and lingering hope, it’s a quiet anthem for the beautifully unresolved.

When I opened the letters

There was none from you

Lover or traitor

I don’t have a clue

They say sky in Texas

is big and blue

The wides amongst us

Were bigger and true

I will get it together

And I really don’t care

I’ll have myself

And smiles to share

I am rusty and old

Kind but bold

Warm but cold

A story untold

April showers

May bring flowers

Seasons go on

With dusks and dawns

When you visit old Dallas

Come to my little palace

Will go for a walk

May have a good talk

At Park & Greenville

Just down a street

This place from Nashville

We can grab a bite to eat

We can share a fry

And force us to cry

With the stories from past

The plan that didn’t last