Had she seen him sitting there
near the garden of despair,
perhaps she would have found she cared
and asked him why he cried.
But caught in tears, would he have stood
and turned away to preserve his "manhood,"
taught from birth that this was good --
his feelings he must hide.
But never did she see him there
so still he sits in his despair,
neither knowing the other cares.
Let the games collide.