…I cried

That time I cried. So many times I wiped my eyes. 

The warm moisture felt like good news. 
A Sunday morning, a drive in the warm rain. 

Things that feel good cause so much pain. 
That time I cried. 

I don’t want to look in your eyes. 

You didn’t even tell me goodbye. 
A Wednesday afternoon, going through the drive through. 

I wanted to pop a pill, but it was too real. 
That time I cried. 

It was only on the inside.

I couldn’t let them fall down cuz I would die. 
A Friday night, I didn’t really want to fight. 

I walked away so afraid. 

I knew it was over so I finally let go. 

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