In the quiet of the night, your name I whisper,
To the stars, my secret I unfold,
A love that blooms in shadows, unreciprocated,
A story untold, a heart that grows cold.

I watch you from afar, a distant star,
Your laughter echoes in my silent dreams,
Yet every glance, a reminder of my solitude,
A love that flows like hidden streams.

The sun rises, but warmth never reaches,
For in your eyes, I find no place,
An unrequited longing etched in silence,
A fleeting ghost in this endless chase.

Yet I cherish the moments, though they fade,
In the shadows of a love unreturned,
A bittersweet symphony of heartache,
In the echoes of a flame that never burned.