A life together, but so far apart, bound forever, by one perfect heart, I see you in her eyes, but my worth is gone, left alone with my useless love, life goes on, but is it a life?, I hold the memories in the cold dark night, and try not to see, the ambivalence in your eyes. When the light floods in hard and cold, the truth is sure to drown my soul.
As often as not its the soul that drowns the truth... sounds like a familiar story of a man feeling alone in a room he is sharing with someone else. I can relate. Hang in there. Your subject and your picture makes me think of Hesse's Steppenwolf. Can't help but smile.
