An Unscheduled Meeting

I have not seen eyes like I saw today. Her eyes were vacant and unsettling. They lacked the emotion I once knew. We brushed by each other like strangers.  It was as if my life flashed quickly before me in a momentary glance; I saw the hidden truth in each picture. She wasn’t ever capable of being there. I gripped the steel cart in my hand and wrapped my fingers around it tightly until she was gone. The inevitable had happened. I felt it everywhere; pins and needles in my feet, a puncture wound to the lungs, a large mass in the throat followed by a slow recovery. She walked by with complete and utter disregard as if I wasn’t her own flesh and blood.  I knew then that death wasn't going to take her from me; life was and on this day, it did. It wasn’t too long before the rain clouds came and engulfed my soul with a sorrow unlike any other. It was on this day that I realized I did all I could to love you. I did all I could do to make you proud. I did all I could. There is nothing more to be done. Fate had finally left me without any moral obligation. My place in her life has been one of struggle. I struggled to keep up with her on this treacherous journey. Every time I thought I had reached a level of equality, I found her force to be much greater than my will to withstand her toxicity.  I watched a broken bond fade into the misshapen distance. We were miles apart but those miles felt like world’s with no chance of meeting in the middle. You really are a stranger now; a somewhat familiar face carelessly walking by.