Someone I'll never know

I met someone I'll never know.

I felt his presence sitting at the table.  I still feel a hint of it now, 12 hours later.  I never came face to face with him, but I know his story.  I've lived parts of it - pieced together other fragments.

All from one conversation with him.

His voice came through her lips, from her heart and spirit.  The life he lived was never tragic or a waste.  It was clear that he was who he was.  Her best friend - Her love.

I can't imagine, but yet I know the whispers that can drive a  person so far from reality.  I was once there.

The night went on.  I really didn't want it to end.  I felt like I met two people last night.

One the beautiful lady that resonated with a purpose and a presence that caught my attention days before.  The other a writer, a musician and a man I think I have found some commonalities with.  It seems he made a difference in not just her life, but in others who he touched.

All this from a night under the stars.  Sitting.  Listening.

Thank you!