Forbidden love

forbidden love is watching someone become your favorite person in the world while knowing the world itself would never let you keep them.

it’s the kind of love that exists in stolen moments and unfinished sentences.
the kind that turns eye contact into something dangerous.
where every touch feels heavier because it might be the last one you’re ever allowed to have.

it’s loving someone so deeply that even silence between you starts to hurt.
it’s pretending not to care while your heart is tearing itself apart in secret.

forbidden love is cruel because nothing is wrong with the feelings themselves.
the tragedy is everything around them.
timing. distance. fear. people. rules. fate.

and sometimes the saddest part is that both people still love each other completely,
but love alone is not always enough to save something doomed from the beginning.

some connections are never meant to live in daylight.
they survive only in memories, hidden conversations, late night thoughts, and the ache left behind after goodbye.
and no matter how much time passes, a part of you still wonders what life would’ve looked like if the world had let it happen.