If he believed in something,
it was in the pain of her goodbye.
He knew no greater truth
then the sound of her footfalls
fading in the distance.
As time made all else disappear,
he stood right there, at that corner.
Grasping for the sight of a set of eyes
that could never see him for the man he was.
copyright 2015 salvador cordova
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