I closed my eyes
pushing my tears to fall down.
I'm glad it became invisible
as I feel the tears of heaven on my face.
We are both crying
and it made me feel a bit better.
YOU ARE READING
She
Poetry"A book is she that has countless pages, blood is her inks, and her pain writes." This story contains prose and short poetries that is all about a woman's point of view of love and life.
What Rain Gives Me
I closed my eyes
pushing my tears to fall down.
I'm glad it became invisible
as I feel the tears of heaven on my face.
We are both crying
and it made me feel a bit better.
