Dearest,

I wish to love you gently from afar
To feel the ache in my chest
When I lay eyes on you
Ignore the way my fingers reach
Unconsciously, toward your hand
To paint violets on my violin
That I tell myself I'll give you one day In a beautiful bouquet
As my letter of goodbye
I wish to love you,
So that when you feel it,
It is only the subtle warmth
That curls into your chest
As you nod off to sleep,
And your dreams
Are just a little brighter.
I wish to love you secretly,
To save us both
The pain of knowing
Ignorance is bliss
And I wish you nothing less