![The Lost Boy](http://bettinghearts.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/07/tumblr_mpv3zju1841rxms81o1_1280-e1373913080545.jpg)
The Lost Boy
Her absolute
inability to keep
her hands
to herself;
that, he reflected,
marked the moment:
the sudden death
of his affection.
Now his hands
are everyone’s—
and no one’s.
He absolutely
embodies
her indiscretions;
wounding in fashion,
matching with precision
the patterns
of his scars.
This is his un-doing:
his choosing to remain
the lost boy.
author: rashael crystal
photo source: tumblr:letargos