One-Sided Love

He whispered softly, “I’m not enough,”  

His heart was fragile, his soul was tough.  

Yet in her presence, he felt so small,  

A broken boy behind a wall.  

Her beauty, her grace, like morning dew,  

A vision of love he always knew.  

But in the mirror, he saw his pain,  

A shattered dream, a love in vain.  

“I’m not her star, nor her moonlit sky,  

I’m just a shadow passing by.”  

He’d tell himself, day after day,  

That love like hers would drift away.  

He never spoke, his voice a ghost,  

He watched her bloom, a silent host.  

Every glance was a dagger’s sting,  

Yet for her joy, he'd clip his wings.  

One day he vowed to set her free,  

From the chains of what could never be.  

“I’ll guard her light, I’ll pave her way,  

Even if my heart must break each day.”  

And so he stepped into the dark,  

A flickering flame, a fading spark.  

He gave her his world, his dreams, his all,  

While his own spirit began to fall.  

*"I was born to love her, but never to be loved back,"*  

He wrote these words in shades of black.  

His love a burden, his pain too wide,  

In the end, he chose to leave the tide.  

They found him beneath the evening sky,  

A love unspoken, his final goodbye.  

For in her light, he lost his fight,  

And embraced the darkness of the endless night.