Heartbroken

I saw him today, he was on the other side of the road, smiling and holding the hands of that other girl about to enter a cafe. And I was looking forward to having a look of his.

He might have seen me or perhaps he didn't. As he turned around I saw how handsome he has grown up over the years.

He was no more a boy but a gentleman and the black beard of his suggested that he was in love and I should have been heartbroken at this not because he was in love but because I wasn't the cause