He

He promised forever, but forever never came. The last tear drop down his face, the last touch of her hand, the last beat of her heart before it stopped, her memory vanished from his thoughts. Cruel? Perhaps. Yet not as cruel for those who remembered her.

Once he stood untouchable in my mind. A pillar of what I imagined true love looked like. Kind, sincere, caring, but the man I see before me now, I don't know him. Maybe he was always this man and I never realized before. Perhaps I put to much trust and hope that people still mean what they say, love like there is no tomorrow, and faith in unity, family.

It could be that I am wrong for thinking this way. She is no longer here, but then the question becomes, how much is a lifetime of love worth? A week? A month? A year?

Her body not even cold yet, her memory fresh in the minds of everyone who knew her, and he has replaced her with another. Slowly he disregards the family he once called his own for so long. Expectations yet no sincerity. Demands with no gratitude.

Watching it unfold before my very eyes, I wonder if it's worth it. Everything I had believed in can be replaced or set aside so easily.Fleeting moments in time with no substance. This is could be how life has always been and I was just foolish enough to believe there was something more. Something real. The cruel reality is a harsh thing to bare. So, where do I go from here?