He cries only for her
somewhere inside
where it always rains
absent of smiles
boundless miles
of pain
wrapped up
folded neatly
memories
like photos
fill the pages
of this secret garden
overgrown with green
no colors
light the flowers’ faces
thorns and grey
rule here
stabbing legs
and soul
as the passerby
frantically seek the sun
to no avail
emptiness lives here
love left long ago
leaving nothing
of its passing