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Tears Dry On Their Own
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A Beautiful Life Stuck within this writing my story,
An unexpected text message pops up on my phone.
Never thought my lover would text this late.
He tells me that he missed me... A lot...
My mind tells me to be honest,
So I tell him that I missed him more
By telling him about all the times I've cried
And how I couldn't smile without him around.
I couldn't go back there even when I'm 18
Because it'd be too complicated at school.
Even though my dad doesn't understand us,
He tells me that he'd win him over me.
There was no one in my miserable life
That I've ever cried over this much...
I cry and cry and cry for him now and then,
But the tears dry on their own.
He knows that I'm struggling to live,
Yet he still wants me to come back to him.
I've destroyed most of my own life,
But I know his comfort will save my last hopes...
For now, I'm left alone to cry on my own.
No one will wipe them since tears dry on their own...
