The heart grows fonder

His presence was never felt
But it felt like thorns of roses when imagined
His heart was very close to me
But was so hard to touch
The last time I tried touching
He pulled my hand away.
I looked into his eyes
And all I can see is hurt

Deceived I felt
They told me to follow that croked path
But was more than I anticipated
I left Him to mark those markings
Yet still his presence was never felt
My painful pain was alas
Gone forever with those invisible marks
Does when the Heart grows fonder