If I show you my teardrops,
Would you collect them like rain?
Store them in jars,
That are labeled with "Pain"?
Would you follow their tracks,
From my eyes down my cheeks,
As they write stories,
Are too much to speak.
Would you stop them with kisses,
Bring their flow to a halt.
As you teach me that pain,
Isn't always my fault.
Would you hold my face gently,
As you dry both my eyes,
And whisper the words,
"You're too precious to cry".
If I showed you my teardrops
Would you show me your own?
And learn though we are lonely,
We're never really alone.
COMMENTS
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moonwitchrising
18:24 Jul 29 2015
I love this! Great words!
LuvlySwan86
08:18 Aug 27 2016
This is beautiful. :)