he misses himself more than he misses her.

his smiles are laced with sorrow,

and he takes his coffee black.

Loneliness sits at his table

every morning

for breakfast,

but she never

says

a word.

he surrounds himself with sunshine,

even though his soul's the moon.

Despair holds him close 

through the night;

he finds himself pressed up

against her spine,

as though never wanting

her to leave.

and his pillow is soaked

with tears and smiles.

[Author's note: this poem was inspired by the character Adrian Monk from the USA mystery series, Monk.]