When Sly realizes that his feelings for his bestfriend will never be returned, he must navigate the bittersweet journey of unrequited love and find the strength to move on.
Oh, how I would love to kiss her, to shout at the top of my voice, telling the whole world how much I love her more than anything. But she wouldn't kiss me back or believe me. I wish I could profess my love for her. As she sees my plight and offers her hand, I am ridiculed by the act. What a kind soul, but she would be lost if I ever told her. For the reflection she sees in the mirror is the one that rips my heart apart.
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I gaze into the night skies with an unwavering look, as the stars dance like jewels hanging from a ceiling. I see her smile stretched across the Milky Way, for the night knows my heart well and goads at me. An unearthly beauty I see, even with my eyes closed. The moon bathes me in her divine light as I sit atop a hill, so quiet, so lonely. Thoughts as fleeting as the wind cross my mind. I plunge my claws into my chest, a futile attempt to silence the screams of my heart. Tears escape my eyelids, "She will never be mine, will she?" I whisper to myself in anguish and despair. Like the wolf that sought the moon, my love is but a dream.
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I yearn for her touch, for the warmth of her embrace. But I am but a shadow in her world, a mere whisper in the wind. How I long to hold her close and never let go, to protect her from the harsh realities of life. But I am just a fleeting thought in her mind, a passing fancy that she will soon forget. I am lost in the depths of my own love, drowning in the sorrow of unrequited affection. And as the night stretches on, I am left to wander the empty streets, haunted by the ghost of what could have been.
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My love is but a dream, a cruel yet beautiful illusion that I can never truly grasp.
