In the quiet of the night, where dreams take flight,
Lies a tale of love, unseen, yet burning bright.
A heart that gives, without asking in return,
A soul that lives, in the shadows, to learn.

The hands that hold, yet never claim the light,
The eyes that watch, while staying out of sight.
The silent tears that fall, with no one to see,
The endless fears, of what will never be.

Yet in the silence, there’s a strength untold,
A sacrifice, that glows in hues of gold.
For love that’s given, not for praise or fame,
Is a love that’s driven, by the purest aim.

So here’s to the hearts, who silently endure,
Their sacrifices, making love so pure.
For in their shadows, true love finds its place,
A timeless echo, of an endless grace.