I sit alone in the corner of a crowded bar.
The first dates
I sit with envy wishing one was me.
She pours me another drink, numb the pain, numb the thoughts, numb the memories of the love and loves lost
I take to the night a hopeless soul
As I pass a young couple suddenly I am the abandoned sight.
For there is no connection in my mind or eyes, a blank stare from a person who once was.
I sit alone in the corner of an empty room