Water falls
Tickling my nose
Splattering over the pieces of papers dancing between my thumbs
heartache,
The worst kind of pain
The water falls freely and rapidly down my face
Trying to stop but forced to continue
The tears dry to be replaced with warm ones
The paper no longer dances between my thumbs
The paper is trying to cover the whole in my chest
Droplets are still present
Resembling waterfalls.
