''Starry Night''

‘’ Starry Night’’

Evening Silence.

The sky looks like blue velvet.

Miles apart … we gaze at the same Moon.

And Stars that shine proudly, because the night is theirs.

The whole world is resting, but I let my heart dream

of things no one knows about -

but someone just imagines.

Let your dreams fly freely, like clouds on a blue sky.

Nothing is impossible in a dream,

and no one to imply or remind of the rules. The limits.

When the morning comes

the day begins and goes on. Like Normal. Usual.

But the dream still lives on

in the heart.

Clear in the memory

Unreachable to anyone else.

BUT YOU. AND ME.

Literature of Millenia is filled with stories of secret love. But secret love still exists to this day, and will continue to exist as long as there are people on Earth.

Even in places where spouses are chosen by Bride and Groom's relatives, and those two are expected ''to learn to love each other as time goes on'', just like their Ancestors did for generations, the secret love is still a lovely occurrence that happens quite often.

I once knew a person, who had a secret love, he met that woman in his early 20s, but then war broke out, she moved to a different place, and he married another woman (my Aunt). They were married for over 50 years, never had any children, but he always stayed loyal, never once breaking his fidelity to my aunt. He was a man of integrity, many talents, yet incredibly humble, while he had every reason to brag about all the accomplishments in his life. He was a Gentleman in every sense of the word.

My aunt joined the ''Heavenly Choir'', leaving uncle on this Earth by himself. I can't even imagine the grief a person must go through after living with someone for 5 decades of their life, eating together, caring for each other, loving one another. I think if there's ever a reason for a heart to break, that would be ''it''.

A year and half later, uncle and the lady of his youth reconnected. She still lived in that place where she moved to all those years before. She never remarried, never tried to contact my uncle knowing that he was married to my aunt. That must have been a big sacrifice on her side, to silence her love, so his love for his wife could blossom. Only true love can do that: selfish love is one-sided and doesn;t care whom it would hurt by revealing itself. True love always cares for the other person first, even if that means a life with secret that couldn't ever be revealed.

''Secret love'' is just that: a sacrificing love for the good of the other person. The longing is there, the thoughts that fill the day, the imagined dreams, the smile present on the lips just thinking about the other person. Those things are there, yet they can never be revealed to anyone.

If you have a secret love, I wish you that someday all your hidden dreams will become reality, and that the reality will be better than you can imagine in your current dreams. But until then, may you have the strength to stay patient while waiting for that moment that you've already rehearsed in your imagination a million times over, because secret love cares more about the other, to keep him/her safe and protected from the eyes and ears of anyone who'd never understand such feelings.

Here's to you and YOUR secret love!