And there they were, naked and afraid
Tossed to the night alone
Their hearts finally opened, but now left to rot.
The search for an end is futile, they care too much.
They want her; need her.
The sun rise and set for her beauty.
They were the lucky few that saw that.
But they never once told her despite the inner battles.
The discipline they used, remarkable: for the fear of scaring her off.
For the fear that she might leave him where he is now.
Forced to stare into his could have been future, which have turned to possible pasts.
His chance came and left 
And he couldn’t hate himself more for it.