message in a bottle of wine

*eleven*

He was standing there,
close to the edge.
His heart holding him back.
Just a touch.
Just a kiss.
He was waiting for this.
The light that never came
to save him from his own darkness
and empty soul.
He was standing there,
close to the edge.
Ready to give up the things
he realized he never really had.
The feelings he thought he owned
were stolen without mercy
and tossed away.
He was standing there,
in the middle of nowhere.
He was waiting,
hoping,
begging to find that flicker of love again.
He didn't.