Fragile……

‘Fragile’

It was late and my train had left without me.
Another night when the relentless weight of her was all I could feel pulling my every step to the ground.
This hurts more than I can ever say…….
He came towards me, a human mirror, made of cloth and bone.
A faded life… forgotten.
A silent fragment of utter sadness, shuffling in circles, avoiding the footsteps of others.
We stood together, eyes glazed under the neon that swallowed us both…
He was all I felt, and all I now have ahead of me to fear,
He had been left behind……….