I have not figured out how to love you
But I continue to try
I continue to learn
And ask questions to the stars.
The possibility of loving you is tremendous
But I cannot love you.
You are the shadow on a wall that I seek at sunrise
My fingertips can touch the surface,
But they cannot grasp your entirety.
You are all things beautiful
And I understand the complication
Of seeing you the way I do,
In a moment of tranquility,
The stars grant me an answer to my endless inquisition –
You cannot love me.
And so, I have learned to love you wholly,
Enough for both of our hearts.