love, a flame that burns,
Within my heart, its passion yearns,
For someone who does not feel the same,
And yet, I love her all the same.
My heart beats faster at her name,
And every moment feels like a game,
To catch a glimpse of her sweet smile,
And bask in it for just a while.
But though I love her with my all,
She does not heed my lovesick call,
And though it pains me to the core,
I cannot love her any more.
For love is not a thing to own,
And though I feel so very alone,
I know that love is meant to be,
A gift, a grace, and always free.
So though I love her from afar,
And though it feels like a deep scar,
I'll cherish every moment spent,
And let my love be my ascent.
For love like ours is not allowed,
And though i try, i cannot disavow.
The rules that keep us far apart,
The expectations of my heart,
And though i know that we should part,
Our love remains, a work of art.
So i will love in within the quietness in between your words
