He never realized how much I loved him and any fool could have seen that but the one fool I wish did, didn’t. Well, maybe I was the fool for thinking he’d ever know. Maybe the man was absolutely clueless to my lasting desire to touch every part of his glowing soul with healing hands and pray we’d see the holy spirit. It was my stupid belief that he would notice. My stupid hope that he too did love me. There’s infinite denial in our hearts. I did love him but I wouldn’t admit that to anyone. He wouldn’t either so I wonder if he even loved me. Regardless of it all, it doesn’t matter because he’s gone and I’m gone which means… We lost.