no more tears
The burning feeling swallows my heart and I know our sweet love has died. “No more sorrow filled tears, no more today” I tell myself. But its helpless, he’s gone and he took his love with him. I long for yesterday. Where I could taste his salty lips, and feel his gentle touch creep upon my face. Oh, why must it be today? I can still see him standing in the pouring rain, the droplets rolling on his tender face dripping off his chin. How old he looked, his youth washed away, along with our love. Listening to him, each word he spoke, felt worse then pouring salt into an open wound. My mind begins wailing “We’re what? You what? What do you mean we’ve drifted?” I had wanted to run, into the arms that once kept me safe from harm. But those arms weren’t open to me, not now, not since he was the one popping my heart, like a tac to a balloon. Then, just like that. After all said, and his evil done he walked away. Not a tear in his icy eyes. Not a bit of guilt drawn on his face. I wondered if he ever had a heart. But it’s all over. “No more tears.” I repeat wiping the one crawling down my mascara stained cheek. “No more tears today Stephanie.” Written April 19th, 2002 © on Apr 19 2002 12:57 PM PST 0 • 10
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"The burning feeling swallows my heart and I know our sweet love has died...."