I Saw Him

After of nearly 2 years on the streets, the man I once had a relationship with, came into where I was working.  There he was........so small, thin, weak and sad looking.  I couldn't do anything for him, because I didn't want to encourage him.  He's so fragile and I feel sorry that he's in that shape, since his stroke.  I just can't handle being around him, or with him.  He's too much of a street person for my happiness, and I can't go back........never again.  I can only pray for him, and hope for some kind of a miracle.