Disclaimer: I own the plot.
A ghost in the dark, watching an angel in the light, he would never know her touch, or feel her smile directed at him. No, he would have to submit to the next decade or two watching her grow old with someone who could never measure up intellectually, and feel a pain when she would caress or kiss him.
He was a lonely man while he lived, and now he will forevermore be a lonely man in death. But alas, no one would ever know that he was a ghost in the dark.
(A/N: R and R please!)