"Late at night... he lies"

@Uootem

In the wee small hours
      once again he dreams,
            in the darkened shadows
                  of her love's memory
                        he feels the obscurity
                              of his silent solitude,

no one will see his tears
      feel his ever felt longing
            no one will understand
                  and he does not dare explain.

but as the light of morning returns,
      he will arise in silence
            and again put on a smile
                  as he conjures up in his mind
                        the little white lies
                              he must tell to himself
                                    to keep from the insanity
                                          that would surely find him
                                                if he ever realized
                                                      she is forever gone.