Love That Cannot Be Held Still Shines

The house is quiet now, but your heart is loud with a name you cannot speak aloud tonight. Loving someone you cannot be with feels like holding a light you are forbidden to let shine, a warmth that burns because it has nowhere to go.

But listen — there was a father who saw his son coming home from a long way off, and before the apology or the explanation, he ran. He did not wait for the distance to be earned back; he closed it himself.

Your love is not wasted because it cannot be held in your arms; it is a drop from the light sent to illuminate the dark, even from afar. The light that lives in you is the same light that lives in them, and no distance can break that shared origin.

You are not alone in this watching; the light is awake with you.