I ponder this question because I’m not sure if love did come first.
His eyes stare beyond brick wall in front of him, “there they are” he thinks.
One holding the other staring deeply into her eyes
It begins to rain but it’s as if nothing matters to them,
One holds a jacket over the other and they get closer covering themselves from the rain
But they stay in place
Enjoying the time they have
Barely noticing how long it’s been
But over the brick wall
He is comparing the compassion before his eyes
He has seen nothing like it
He feels empty
He feels cheated
He feels like he is simply running a second class life