Once In a Blue Moon

A solitary man was he who shunned responsibility and crawled back to his empty shell, he thought himself alive and well. He spurned an opportunity for love in perpetuity, instead his nervousness took hold, he lost the yearning to be bold. As weeks went by he grew, imbued with loneliness and solitude, but not with laughter or the joy he well remembered as a boy. He grew morose, and disinclined to mix with others of his kind, he shut himself away with books, avoiding disapproving looks. Perhaps one day he'll realize commitment is a larger prize, that the way to win a heart is not to run, to be apart. He hopes that day is dawning soon, but, perhaps, it's like the blue moon waiting for its time to rise so infrequently before his eyes.