The Things I Should've Said

tough

I did not get to cry.

You did.

You stood in the
Rain, lied when you
Claimed it was
The sky.

Your knuckles
Red, the wall battered,
Voice hoarse,
Eyes streaming down
Your cheeks.

The sky wasn't
Big enough for two
And the wall was
Too damaged to take
Another hit.

I didn't get to cry.
I got to sit in silent tears.