I stand alone and you are the radiant light
that shines for everyone.
You can be my world and I will be the satellite.
I will always be there looking, watching,
waiting from a distance.

I pray for the day that we could be together
but I fear that we will be hurt (you more so) if
I crash into you.

So I continue to spin and dance around your space,
forever looking at you,
forever tormented by you.

The face of agony is beauty corrupted.