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
©Copyright 2017
By Felina Silver Robinson