In the quiet moments of the night, I dream,
Of a love so pure, yet out of reach it seems.
Your face, a ghost in the shadows of my mind,
A distant star, too far for me to find.

My heart, it beats a sorrowful tune,
Yearning for a love that cannot bloom.
Forever trapped in this bittersweet embrace,
A love that time and fate cannot erase.

Each day I carry this burdened heart,
Knowing we were doomed from the start.
Yet, I cherish the moments, the whispers so sweet,
In dreams, we are whole, our souls complete.

But reality wakes me with a cruel sting,
Reminding me of the impossible thing.
Loving you, a beautiful, tragic art,
A silent ache that tears me apart.