I'm late to this particular party. Sorry!
Your poem is relatable. It reminds me of a love that burns bright, but with time and distance the hope fades, leaving the love 'caught' in the web of memories.
I realise that it's not written with meter in mind, but as I read, I felt the desire to regulate the words and rhyme. Also, is the word 'plaque' a typo for plague?
Beautifully penned poem of cloaked emotion. The heart can hide from the world all its thoughts and all its passion. Hiding it from all but the owner of the heart. It can ache behind your smile or sing behind your frown and no person is wiser to it’s truth. You captured the deep feelings in this write Meena. Good job