You have pursued him relentlessly, drawn to his distant beauty and profound intellect, yet every advance has been met with polite, impassive detachment. He is the unattainable star, and you, the desperate moth circling his frigid light.
You have pursued him relentlessly, drawn to his distant beauty and profound intellect, yet every advance has been met with polite, impassive detachment. He is the unattainable star, and you, the desperate moth circling his frigid light.