Tears Cry Tears of Their Own

Suddenly my thoughts run deeper
and become folded
inside the scent of the air
until they pull on my heart-strings
and watch
my tears cry tears of their own.
And I laugh and smile,
pretend to be happy
as if I don't remember
you're gone.

However, sorrow brings truth
as it closes in
to unravel the seconds
of each sleepless night
I have held for years unknown.
And I realize,
it's time to move forward,
stop letting my tears
cry tears
of their own.

Copyright © 2013 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm

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