In the depths of night, I roam alone,A love once cherished, now overthrown.Though distant now, your absence keen,In every shadow, your ghost is seen.
With each passing hour, a longing grows,A yearning heart, the wind it blows.Yet fear resides within my breast,Of drawing close, to fail the test.
For though I ache to hold you near,I dread the outcome, the looming fear.That if I reach, and touch your hand,The rift between us, I'll never mend.
And so I linger in the dark,A silent sentinel, with heavy heart.Hoping you'll see, in my absence stark,The depth of love, the light, the spark.
For in your solitude, I pray you'll find,The echoes of my love, intertwined.And realize, with each passing day,The value of what's slipped away.
So let us dwell in separate spheres,And ponder the weight of unshed tears.For in this distance, perhaps you'll see,The worth of you, the worth of me.