He whimpered and left like the weak man he’s always been.
He avoided and lied about where he’s been.
He restricted and denied his desires deep within.
He built and constructed another life. Because that’s what he felt was right.
She saw her.
She saw her predecessor.
She saw his thoughts drift away each night.
She saw his mind wander back out of sight.
He would stare over there.
He would shield his desire as care.
He would remember life as a pair.
She said, ‘You better call Unique with the blue hair.’