I didn’t think I had
that many tears inside of me.
They came in a flood
and every one had your name in it.
The goodbyes streaked down my face
and spattered onto my dreams
bursting them with the softest of pops.
My throat was sore
as if the pain in my heart
had caught there.
I walked in the rain
so no one could tell
the difference between
the tears from the sky
and the tears from within.
I hoped for lightning to strike me down
but the only bolt that shook me was
the one that kept shattering me
over and over again.
The final goodbye that struck my
tree of hope and
left it a burning, smoking husk
charred beyond recognition.
My tears rained down
in torrents and all I held dear
was washed away in the