TEAR DROPS

m o l l y

You make it sound so easy, my love

With your arms around my neck

Face inches apart

You choke me;

Watch me gasping for breath 

And I watch your mask

As it cracks for a blink;

Makes me cease

Makes hope bloom

In the crevice of my core.

But I am no fool to contemplate it

As your face hardens 

So does mine

And when the mask falls back

So do we

After all,

I've learned to wear the same mask

From the best of them.

_

Sanem