The Silent Mourner
We are the ones that no one knows about. We are the acquaintances that are affected deeply by that one small handshake, the small glimpse of a smile, the eye contact that was fleeting.
We are the ones that no thinks about. We are not within the circle of regulars. We are alone.
We love alone. We hurt alone. We live alone.
We exist. Alone.
We are the strangers that have given ourselves to a person that knows not of our being. We are the unloved, yet always loving.
Our tears fall, yet there is no one to catch them. We cry out, yet there is no one to hear it.
We love, yet there is no one to embrace.
I am the Silent Mourner. I am the one that no one knows about. I love alone.