As he removed his socks
at night in bed, he lingered,
opened locks he'd rather see
blocked, kept away.

Fatigued yet restless as his soul
invested in the cause of debt,
he pondered on reasons to let
it all behind, leave.

Her presence hid in some forgotten place,
replacement, soon to turn the other cheek
less and less thinking of her face,
goal-attainment reached the peak,
keeping busy in many ways.

He met the borders, limits
he had sought, dared to love for once,
albeit it all for nought.