He often watched her. His emerald green eyes would follow her existence like a guardian. His face was always emotionless as she passed by him – his existence unknown and unacknowledged. Deep inside he was crying. How he longed to hold her in his arms, to touch her skin, to feel the warmth of her body against his. His body was cold. His midnight hair blew softly in the wind and the hole in his chest ached. He walked beside her, their step in time and still she could not see him, could not sense him. He looked at her calm and seemingly happy face and wished that he could feel the same way. He stopped walking. This is the place he would leave her everyday. She would run off to her friends and make her way to school. He released a pale hand from his pocket and reached towards her. She would never know him, never understand his feelings. She would never love him. With that he was all alone…..again and forever.