The Man in The Crowd

You once told me of things you couldn't speak of.
Things such as passion and love.

But after being with you,
I saw how love can be cruel and untrue.

Love can blind.
Love can infatuate the mind.

When you held my hand you keep me safe,
Safe from the memories which I can never replace.

In that one state of bliss,
You made my worries disappear with just one kiss.

There were moments when I catched my self looking into ever crowded room that I stepped into.

Hoping you are the first one that I would see.
The one that are in thoughs dense memories.

But as I looked around you were no place to be found.
The man that would stay hidden in the for standing crowd.