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Slow Tears

I look up
as a tear rolls slowly
down my cheek
I think about better days
and wonder if I'll feel that way again

you look at me
with those eyes I know so well
always serious, so deep and insightful
as though you're always in control

But not today
not now
Now you look so scared
like for once you don't have the answer

I gaze at you
looking deep into those hazel eyes
Hoping to understand
why you've said those thingsyou did

I wonder for a moment
if this is all a dream
if I shall wake in the morning
and be relieved

you look at me
with a confusion I have never seen
slowly pull me towards you
and wipe the tears from my cheek

Credits:
Martini - www.netpoets.com

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Anonymous said…
You made the tears in me.. Siva
4:21 pm
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