Моя любовь

I know we will never be together, but please allow me this much: let me tell you how, in a sky crowded with stars, you remain the only moon I see. Let me tell you how, among billions of faces in this world, it is only your eyes I ever search for. You are the fire I would reach for without fear of being burned—the warmth I would choose even knowing the cost. I know we will never be together, but please allow me to love you aloud; to love you in ways you have never heard and, perhaps, never felt. Even if only once.

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