Deep behind your sad eyes rests profound misery. On your handsome face is the ominous presence of torment you must have suffered for much of your life. When I ask if you are as lonely as I am, I hear a painful edge riding on the rasp of your voice as you whisper something I cannot comprehend. Your ice grey eyes glare through me as you brush away the lone tear streaming down your distraught face. I do not dare try to comfort you for fear my embrace wouldn't be enough to soothe the sorrow wrestling within your troubled soul. For a brief moment I long to know who you are, but I am afraid to reach out to you because I am too scared to love again. I can no longer tolerate this kind of pain. As I turn and walk slowly away, I force myself to accept your life story will forever remain unknown by me.