-= Tear =-
The corner of my eye, is never dry.
It has not been in months.
It is not allergies, it is not dry, I
did not poke it, and it’s not a lash.
There is something in my eye..
To see it you must look carefully.
Past my pupil and into the dark.
There you will find my broken heart.
A longing for you that never seems to end.
The salty expression never seems to append.
The way that I did to you.
Wiped away, every day.
With longing, each moment.
Though the dark, and out of my heart, somehow,
A new tear reaches out to you.
I miss you a lot tonight.