Another restless night, nothing new towards a lonely man who wished to be with another. Only that 'other' was with someone else, which made his stomach twist. He slowly rolled over on his side. His dark apartment light up by only one window across from him. It was raining, yet the lights about made the room a dark ocean blue. His eyes could see the drops splash agasint the glass, one after another. Then he began to count each one. This was simply the only way he could keep his mind off 'Him'. The one his heart ached and cracked for. The only one who could make him feel like the only one- the only one for him.
It could never be. That 'man' was taken by another heart.
Suddenly his mind hazed over of nothing but that 'man'. The way he smelt, dressed, the feeling of contact when one another would embrace or gave pats on the back. Those small details painted a picture in his mind of such beauty.
Could he really grasp such a prize?
They were both men after all. How could he prove to the same sex that love could come in any form?
He had no idea. Which is what angered him so greatly. Just seeing this 'man' made his heart beat so fast nothing could slow it down- he was in love. Though he knew he shouldn't be. He can't nor could even have such a wise, handsome, charming fellow such as this 'man'.
His eyelids finally began to feel heavy, letting his body understand the logic of sleep. Clinging to his sheets, he wrapped himself inside them so he could feel them comforting his cold restless body. Drifting quickly he whispered a soft sentence to his empty apartment.
"Goodnight Robert.."
Then quickly fell into a deep rest in which he didn't wake until the next morning.