Stella

You will never understand how I feel.
Never to experience my heartache.
For you are not me.
You do not have a heart like mine.
You were not born to love, rather to be loved.
Heaven created you, that all men may adore your beauty.
Who could not love you?

I was made to love.
And love I have, I have always loved you.
Loved you from the very first time we met.
You will never ever understand what it means to be me, nor I to be you.
For we are different in every aspect.
I cannot expect the loved to love, or the one loving to understand what it feels to be loved.

You lived in a world without feelings.
With no emotions.
Everyday, the sky is bleak.
You don't dream, for it is not in your nature to dream.

I adored you from below.
You are like a star, so high up above me.
Shining so brightly, you are so beautiful.
I reach out my hands, but I cannot touch you.
My heart longs for you, but you can't feel it.
For a star cannot fall in love.
A star has lost its heart in return to be able to shine.

Do you know why stars fall from the sky?
That's cause they suddenly miss the feeling of being held by someone they love.
They look down from above, see that special destined someone that they love and fall in love.
That's why they fall from the skies and land on earth.

Perhaps you too fell when we first saw each other.
Fate is cruel, you lost your memories when you fell and remember me not.
Or maybe its not me that you saw.
Maybe, just maybe.
It was your prince charming on a white horse that you saw.

Thus I am not the prince in this fairytale.
I am but the boy who wished upon the star and fell in love with her.
The unrequited love in every fairytale there is.