I saw him standing alone
I beheld his gaze
He appeared shattered
Behind his eyes there was only a haze…
His heart was enclosed
Encaged
He reaches out for her hand
But she is no longer there
She is too far away from him to even care
The months, days, weeks, and years
Each have all passed – effortlessly painful
Leaving him surrounded in a sea of tears
To the point where he’s forgotten how love feels
The memory of her is more like an idea based on an ideal
The way he places her on a pedestal
Perhaps the person he remembers isn’t even real
And with so many people looking to bind
All of them with their own agendas to accomplish
All of them protective of their toxic coping mechanisms towing behind
All prioritizing pride over compassion
He looks across the vast landscape of potentials and wonders:
Where is there any true love to find?
Ronaldo Gilley 