The Hidden Poet

Longing

In the realm of dreams, where emotions dance, 

I find myself lost in an unrequited romance. 

For in my heart, a love takes its form, 

A love for a medical student, I truly adore.

From afar, I watch you with grace, 

As you navigate the corridors of life's tough race. 

Your dedication shines like a beacon's light, 

Guiding you through long hours, day and night.

In your white coat, a symbol of care, 

You heal the wounded, their burdens you bear. 

With every diagnosis, you bring hope anew, 

Your expertise and knowledge, a gift so true.

But amidst the chaos of this medical maze, 

My love for you silently blooms and plays. 

I cherish the moments our eyes briefly meet,

 A connection so fleeting, yet bittersweet.

Through textbooks and lectures, your mind expands, 

A thirst for knowledge that steadily demands. 

And I, a silent admirer, stand in awe, 

At your tireless pursuit of a noble cause.

Yet, I often wonder, if fate could be kind, 

If our paths would entwine, our hearts aligned. 

Would you ever glimpse my affection's plea, 

Or remain forever a stranger to me?

So, I keep my love hidden in whispered sighs, 

A secret passion, hidden beneath clear skies.

I revel in the beauty of your unspoken name, 

An ethereal love that burns like a flame.

Though my love may remain unspoken, 

I find solace in the words that are unbroken. 

For loving you from afar, I still do, 

A medical student's heart, forever true.