Shadow-Lover

To love and not be loved

In return is, I have found,

The most painful thing on earth.

To worship her shadow,

Only to be rejected with a half-hearted
smile.

I am but a Shadow-lover,

Forced to hope for what

She will never give me:

Her love.

There are no words of comfort to ease my pain.

Only her love can

Free me.

If I can never earn

He affection, I must remain a shadow-lover.

For her shadow is more

Precious to me than all the

Beauty and charm of this
Dim world.

Alone I walk the beach

At sunset.

I glance back to see

But one pair of faded

Footprints.

For shadows , as I’ve learned,

Leave no footprints.

No matter how you love

It, a shadow never loves

In return.

To embrace her shadow,

Oh, if it were possible.

But I grasp at emptiness,

Emptiness as hurtful as the

Chasm in my heart.

Even so, I will always

Treasure her and the rare

Smiles I receive.

So although she may

Never love me,

I will remain a shadow-lover,

Till the end.