For Star, with love from lilac

I loved you as the night loves the moon,
A quiet, distant glow in the gloom.
You were cold, yet beautiful—so far,
I reached for you, my lonely Star.

You smiled, but the sadness in your eyes
Held secrets, like the endless skies.
A soul so deep, so rich, so pure,
But pain too vast for love to cure.

Your talent gleamed like morning light,
Yet darkness clung to you each night.
No family held you close and warm,
No arms to shield you from the storm.

The world gave you its fleeting praise,
But in your heart, you’d set a blaze.
A fire that burned from deep within,
And none could see the hurt, the sin.

I tried to love you, tried to stay,
But you were already drifting away.
The closer I came, the more you’d hide,
Lost in the emptiness inside.

I called your name, you heard my plea,
But you were too far gone to see
That love could reach, that love could heal—
You’d frozen your heart so you couldn’t feel.

Now, I speak to the stars at night,
Hoping that somehow, you’ll hear my light.
Though you’re gone, and the pain won’t end,
I’ll love you, Star, until the bend
Of time itself brings you to me,
Where your soul at last is free to be.

But until then, my heart will weep,
For a love too deep for you to keep.