Teardrops....

if i showed you my teardrops

would you collect them like rain. store them in jars that are labeled with pain.

would you follow their tracks from my eyes down my cheeks

as they write all the stories im too scared to speak.

would you stop them with kisses

bring their flow to a halt as you teach me that pain isn't always my fault

would you hold my face gently, as you dry both my eyes, and whisper the words

"you're too precious to cry?"

if i showed you my teardrops would you show your own

and learn though we're lonely 

we're never alone.

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~e.h.