He ached for a love that would never hold him
He yearned for the soft touch of belonging
But it never reached him
He stayed in the shadows while others bathed in the light of love
The warmth never reaching his untouched skin
His name never called
His presence never wanted
His voice never heard
But still-

He waited
Waited for hands that would never caress his
But his hands remained unheld
Cold and unwanted
Yet he tried to be patient
For the silent grace of falling in love
For the true beauty of it all

Like how the moon reflects off the water
Both elements creating one beautiful scene
Intertwined
Together
As one

But the beauty doesn’t last forever
So alone, he lay
Left behind by the crowd
Even though the emptiness surrounded him
He still ached
For a love that would never come
Love as far away
As the moon and the water-
Forever