My tomorrow belongs to another

He is lonely. Although he has never said it, I see it in his countenance, I hear it when he delivers his words. I know I can relieve him from his wallowing, but I know I can never stay so I would rather he has a lifetime of fulfillment than a moment of happiness.

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