It’s annoying,
How sometimes out of a word
Tears just flow instantly
Even if I refuse to.
So I was embarrassed
When you had to see me that way.
I know you hated it.
You said you hate crybabies.
I expected a retort,
But you told me,
“It’s okay to cry when it hurts.”
And you had no clue,
How you saved me.
YOU ARE READING
Bittersweet
PoesíaAn anthology of poems and prose covering an unrequited first love, showing the sweet feeling of naivety, the bitterness of reminiscing the first heartache, and realizations of the fact that an unrequited love, though not a love story is still a stor...
