One sided affection

In the realm of unrequited desire,

A solitary figure, consumed by fire.

With a rose in hand, petals stained with pain,

I'll paint a picture of love's haunting refrain.

In the moonlit garden, shadows dance,

As I hold this rose in a desperate trance.

Its crimson hue, a symbol of my yearning,

A thorny path, from which I keep turning.

Within its petals, a tale untold,

Of a love unreciprocated, icy and cold.

Dark tendrils wrap around my soul,

As I surrender to love's relentless toll.

The rose, a fragile beauty in my grasp,

Yet its thorns pierce, leaving scars that last.

A symphony of anguish, whispers in the night,

Echoing the depths of my unrequited plight.

In this dark aesthetic, I find solace and pain,

As love's bitter taste courses through my veins.

The wilted petals reflect my shattered heart,

A masterpiece of longing, torn apart.

The moon weeps tears of melancholy,

As I bear witness to love's cruel folly.

In this garden of shadows, I stand alone,

A one-sided lover, with a heart that's prone.

So I hold this rose, with its beauty and strife,

A reminder of a love that cannot come to life.

In its darkness, I find a twisted solace,

Embracing the pain, within love's somber palace.

For in the depths of unrequited devotion,

I uncover strength in this haunting emotion.

The rose may wither, and the pain may endure,

But my love's essence, forever pure…. The one-sided lover bears the weight of pain.

With the rose still clutched, a solemn vow,

To navigate a path of longing somehow.

Days turn to weeks, and weeks into years,

Yet the heart's yearning never disappears.

A silent witness to life's vibrant dance,

Bound by the threads of a one-sided romance.

In the depths of solitude, tears may fall,

As the lover's heart recalls each whispered call.

But hidden within this unrequited plight,

There lies a strength, resilient and bright.

For the one-sided lover, though their heart may ache,

For within their verses, a symphony takes flight,

A tribute to love's endurance, shining so bright.

So let their words flow, like a gentle breeze,

A testament to love's unyielding keys.

For in the realm of one-sided devotion,

Lies a beauty that defies all notions.

In the depths of their love, unreturned and true,

The one-sided lover finds strength anew.

And though their heart may forever yearn,

In their poetry, love's essence will forever burn.In the depths of unrequited love's sorrow,

A heart, shattered, yearns for a brighter tomorrow.

A one-sided tale, woven with delicate threads,

Where emotions dwell, like unspoken words left unsaid.

In the silence of longing, a rose held tight,

Symbolizing a love that never took flight.

Its petals, fragile, marked with unrequited desire,

A poignant reminder of a heart consumed by fire.

In the moon's tender glow, tears softly fall,

As the lover's soul echoes a haunting call.

Their gaze fixed upon the one they adore,

But their love, unreturned, forevermore.

A symphony of unspoken words fills the air,

As the one-sided lover dreams, lost in a prayer.

Hoping for a glance, a touch, a stolen embrace,

Yet trapped in a dance where they find no solace.

But within this unrequited tale, a beauty lies,

For love's essence can be found in tear-filled eyes.

In the depths of their devotion, they learn and grow,

Embracing a love that only they will ever know.

Though their heart may break, shattered and torn,

They cherish the love that forever will adorn.

For it is through unrequited love's tender pain,

That they discover strength and rise again.

So let their story be a testament of resilience,

A reminder of love's unwavering brilliance.

In the realm of one-sided affection, they stand tall,

Holding onto love's fragments, one and all.

For in the depths of unrequited devotion,

They find beauty in their own emotion.

And though their love may never find its way,

In their heart, it forever shall stay.