In the dance of hearts , a bittersweet tune,
I've loved in shadows , under the crescent moon .
Whispers of affection , lost in the night ,
yearning of love , yet out of sight .
A tapestry woven with threads of despair ,
loving those who didn't reciprocate , a burden to bear.
In the mirror of reflections ,a poignant art ,
To love without return , an ache at the heart .