Crying.
도.
I haven't done this in a while.
I think my eyes are surprised too.
One tear fell from one eye to another.
Do they feel that bad for each other?
미안애 눈.
Sorry for making you cry again.
YOU ARE READING
Finding Joy
PoetryI never spent time seeking joy. I only spent time making a bed comfortable enough in sadness to bare it. Now, I'll see and work at finding joy. This is a continuation of "We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human".
