Too far gone

He stood by the edge of the sea,
Where the waves tickled his feet,
And the little crabs scurried sideways.
He reached his arms out towards the horizon,
But she was too far gone, too far gone.

He stood in the middle of his garden,
The grass, a lush, green carpet below him.
The hummingbirds whizzed past him.
He turned to look at the lights in his house,
And she was too far gone, too far gone.

He sits with his friends in the cafe they frequent.
He stirs the viscous liquid in his cup.
He laughs at their jokes, 
And he doesn't have a care in the world.
Little does he know that she's too far gone, too far gone.