There is a unique kind of grief in a love that must remain unspoken and unacted—a feeling that lives in the quiet space between "hello" and "goodbye." It is a heavy secret to carry, watching a life from the sidelines while your heart beats in a rhythm you are forced to ignore. This is a tribute to the love that exists in the shadows, built on the bittersweet foundation of what could be, but must never be.

The Geometry of Forbidden Stars

I stand upon a shore you’ll never reach,

With words that die like foam upon the beach.

A fire burning in a house of snow,

A secret current only I can know.

I map the distance with a steady eye,

And trace the limits of our separate sky.

For you are gravity and I am light,

Crossing for a moment in the night.

To love you is to breathe beneath the tide,

With nowhere left for honesty to hide.

Yet I must lock the door and lose the key,

To save the version of us that is free.

I hold your laughter like a stolen gold,

A story that can never quite be told.

I'll be the friend, the ghost, the quiet stone,

While carrying this ache all on my own.

For some are meant to walk, and some to fly,

And some are meant to simply pass us by.

I’ll love you in the way the moon loves day—

From half a world of silence far away.

_{This creative piece was composed with the assistance of AI, translating my personal reflections on unspoken love into poetic form.}