By : Aliaa Fathy
Loving someone you can never have is like reaching for a star while being anchored to the earth. It is a quiet, persistent ache that lives in the space between what is and what could have been.
It’s the irony of finding the right person at the wrong time, or in a world that won’t allow the two paths to merge. You memorize the way they laugh and the light in their eyes, knowing all the while that these memories are treasures you aren’t allowed to keep.
The inner conflict and the hardest part isn’t the distance; it’s the hope that refuses to die.
The Mind says: “Let go, it’s over.”
The Heart whispers: “Just a little longer.”
It is a grief for a life you never lived, a mourning for a person who is still right there, but forever out of reach. You learn to smile through the “what-ifs,” carrying a secret world inside you where everything worked out, even if reality tells a different story.
To love in vain is a heavy cross, but to love the impossible is a beautiful tragedy.
