Too proud to think I preserved my pride; regretting a life of at least once tried.

What a beautiful scene to picture in your mind.

For a distant friend.

It’s love from afar.

A science fiction outlook, trying to see what we are like from another’s perspective.

Look into the sky as you read this poem.

Admiring someone from afar, and wondering if they like you or not.

From the admirer that must love from afar.

Looking for true love and finding true love.