One Way Love is No Less Beautiful

It is like standing behind a one way mirror. I can see and almost feel your every move, but as you approach your reflection and as I approach on the other side with my breath creating moisture on the glass, it is as if I were never there and never will be.

I am a ghost who can see all of your happiness and suffering, all your surroundings and your inner thoughts.

I am an invisible observer, experiencing all of your successes and all of your failures.

I can watch you live your life a million times and still not be numb to your smile.

And even though you will never sense my presence, even though these feelings will never be returned, I find that one way love is no less beautiful.