Leagues away....

With a connection deep seated in the heart, with a love so real, with a heart true and open, he hopes against the reality,
His glaring reality of a truth he knew so well, a love he depended on, a connection he had been building a future on; slowly slipping away..
As it crumbles in his face, bit-by-bit, the thought of it scares him, just the thought breaks him, he's patching up walls, sealing leaking roofs, like a deep and  open cut - it's excruciating as it bleeds.
He's running out of options, but yet hoping the bad weather'd go away..its too deep-seated for him to let go of, the void would be a cut too deep, not just cos he'd miss it, but nothing else would feel right there. This is the only square peg, so it fits perfect in the square hole.
Nothing else matters, not the cars, the money, the job...only this;
The truth he once new and felt comfortable with, the truth he would never give up on, a reality of true joy & perfection; who finds a good thing and lets it go? Who finds a utopia and abandons it? Or have polished diamonds handed to 'em and throws it all away? Its a no-brainer...
He's set his eyes on the forever cake, he's a few years ahead, but...the more he works it out, the more complicated it gets, feels one-sided but he's got enough heart for two. He's bent on giving it a chance to work, all things considered, its costing him physically, mentally & emotionally, but he's convinced the prize outweighs the price.

"We might be leagues or lightyears away, but you linger on like a dream unfulfilled, like a life unlived, a beauty unseen and a love unexpressed."

Her name overly excites him, seeing her thrills him as it did on the first day, loving her builds him; puts the chip on his shoulder. He's built a foundation deep to love on, its nothing shallow, its nothing fragile but one to bank on. He thinks to himself "Time may pass after this, one heartbeat after another, one new person or another, but I'll always have her her in mind", he sees no point thinking of or trying to move on, his heart is lost with this one, the one who'd always be his priority & the object of his affection.
He wakes up everyday with nothing but her on his mind, spends the first hour after that trying to shake off her thoughts and hoping its all a dream, but 'NO', its all real, its there; the hurt and the reality of her absence.
Thoughts shaken, he moves on...or he tries...one activity after another as he deals with memories and wishes as they flood in his thoughts. He just wants to be the reason behind her smile, the one she leans on when she's down and the one who finds her heart in love.