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 awe.

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.