They are gone,
They left my bed side,
Left me high and dry.
I dont think I can go on without them.
I crave them,
they make everything easier when life is hard.
They make my eyes sparkle, remind me of better times.
Now they have left, it can only get better right?
I have no more tears.
They have all soaked into my pillow.
I need to cry more but they just wont come back to me.
I crave the saltyness running down my cheeks.
Crying always makes me feel better.
They make my eyes sparkle a pretty green.
They remind me things can only get better.
I have no more left so I should be ok.
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