Entry #67: My Forever After (Poem)

I am no one’s true love, though I am the love of many.

The many are my true love, but my heart beats on deafened ears.

I have no other half; no puzzle piece fits into me.

This is a blessing; the night has always been mine.

This is a curse, there is no bridge to cross.

I dance unseen, my audience the countless stars in the sky.

The cold snow is my bed of flowers, my forever after.

- Quiet-Emerald