The other man

The Other Man. 

She looks at me with eyes of emptiness. 

She looked right through me. 

Across to the other man on the other side. 

I am invisible. But my floating, beating heart is the 

only thing that is seen

She walks through me. 

To the other man. 

She is held. 

By the other man. 

She is kissed. 

By the other man. 

Hair was stroked.

By the other man. 

My heart stopped floating.

There was now a hole in it. 

Put there by 

The other man.