rose

It didn’t matter which direction he took.
He could not get over his -ex wife.
After fifteen years
He still held a candle for her.

Every minute of every day
He was engulfed in a cloud of sadness.
They parted so long ago that he can’t remember why.
His love for he remained bigger than mere words could convey.

It didn’t matter where he went.
Everybody could see his pain behind the act
And it didn’t matter who he met.
They were all just faces to him.