The time I saw you first,
I thought I’d found my world —
as if the universe itself had paused
to place a star within my reach.

Our eyes still meet each day — but not us.
You are the moon behind clouds —
always there, but never mine to touch.
I had no courage to speak —
and when I did, you had already become a memory.

We both are like the sun and the moon —
sharing the same sky, but never the same moment.
Two hearts circling, forever apart.

You laugh, you live, unaware of me,
While I drown in silent oceans of ‘what if.’
You were never mine — not even close,
But you became the song my heart repeats.

In every prayer, I ask for you,
But I think something is missing in that prayer —
like a candle trying to light the sun.

What did my heart see in you so true,
That it chose pain like a poet chooses ink —
writing love with wounds that never heal?

I only imagine how happy life would be
if fate had drawn our stars side by side.
But dreams are just glass —
and I keep bleeding from the pieces.

Still, I wait —
like a wilted flower waits for spring that never comes.
Till the day I take my last breath,
loving you quietly, like a shadow follows light.

Whenever we meet again —
in this world or another —
I will want to be yours.
Forever.

And I hope… when I close my eyes forever,
your face is the last sunset I see.