In the deep night, the stars are tears on the sky of my dreams

In the deep night, the stars are tears on the sky of my dreams, Our friendship, a thin vine that binds souls in silence, In the love between friends, sincerity is the key that opens hearts, But how can I fall in love when I still bear an old vow? Under the veil of respect, love is a flame that flickers timidly, In the mirror of time, your face is just a shadow from photographs, Your life, a book with unwritten pages, a mystery that attracts me, But how can I accept a romance when my oath still holds me? Supposing I were free, a thought that stirs my heart, No matter how in love I might be, I won't plunge into the abyss without knowing, Like a butterfly seeking the light, fearing the darkness, Each day is a blank canvas, waiting to be painted by destiny. To be in love, you must feel the soul beyond words, To know the truth hidden beneath smiles and glances, I only know your face from the book's cover, a vague dream in the night, A thousand common points connect us, but uncertainty dances between us. I do not know your character, nor your pleasures, nor your hidden habits, But I hold you dear as a poet, as a person, a sincere friend in this vast world, And I let time decide everything, for only it knows how to weave the threads of destiny, In the deep night, the stars are tears on the sky of my dreams.