i saw him....

i saw him once on a big crowd trying to say a little thing asking for a single  word begging for nothing but love to this simple woman whom he once called a ''friend. I saw him before on a busy street trying to chase for a word lingering for her beautiful smile waiting for sweet  to this simple woman whom he once called ''his life''. I saw him near on the shadow of gash suffering at the predicable wound  of failure a jailbird of his own emotion i tried to lend him my hands.but no where to hear me,no more.how can i see him?deeply sleepy no more words for me,no more emotion. i saw him again on a cold evening staring at the countless stars with  teardrops nowhere to drop on the misty ground his unfazed melancholy covered his vicissitudes along the stolid eve.now i see him deeply sleeping no more words for me no more tears, no more emotion through all the things you have shared to me i told my self you are very special to me...