Tear Drops©

Tear drops

Full of salt and flowing freely

Down my aching cheeks

I’m pained by the coughing 

That accompanies my being choked up over your leaving me

I know there’s no hope of your return

It doesn’t mean I won’t stop wishing you would

I’ll sit and watch for your shadow to beckon the doorway

My nights are endless as the morning hours slowly creep in

Your smell lingers throughout the house

Your whispers seep through every crack

I must be out of my mind over losing you

It’s now time to find my way out of these never ending tear drops

Tear Drops©

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By Felina Silver Robinson