A Girl in the Mist

I am a fan, A mere devotee, Admiring from a distance, A longing to be free. Every word you sing, a gentle cares, But my love for you, unspoken, i confess Your voice, a wellspring of melodies divine, In my heart it echoes, etwind to go way a step from you, steps taking me to the burden of hell. But you see me not, lost in the adoring crowd, And my love for you, Forever inbound and mismatched. Oh idol divine, You have captured my soul, You remain beyound my fabble control, I adore you unconditionally, Keeping you afar, forever unpossesed. In dreams, I held you close, Now almost a distant memory, I weep for the love that was never meant to be mine. This bittersweet tale, A beautiful tragic tale, Leaving spots to the scars, Admitting which were always lies.