1/13/2025
it’s an unearthly burden to know I’ll never feel your touch, taste your lips, find comfort in your warmth
how do I tell you words forbidden to be shared, clinging to silence like a secret too heavy to bear
will you ever know your gravity — how I’m pulled to you — every waking thought, even in sleep, you draw me in
what you are to me is the purest form of a fantasy, a shimmering vision that dances just beyond my reach, one never to be realized
as I gather my dreams, fragile and fleeting, unbound by the emptiness that fills the space between us, I resign to the truth that a fantasy is all we’ll ever be