crowded absence

Blind; a motionless hand holding a paralyzed pen. Paper Blank, life in envy of paper's success. Dreams become extinct in this world, chased away by hopeless chance. I saw you over there standing, laughing, loving with a man that was me, yet still someone else. To begin in the middle and die in the beginning. Lost in which was the purpose; the belief of love and a eternal hope. No, there it was in your arms that belonged to another. I love you's ending in a unfamiliar name. Our promise of forever now with a middleman, just pictures of you and me without me!