All These Tears: A Poem
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All These Tears: A Poem

You just weren't it. And I wasted this much tears on someone I hoped would be the one.

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All These Tears: A Poem

I stand alone, in the night

Looking at the far distance of the dark blue sky.

Wishing, just wishing that you were different.

Just wanting you to be the one that I was waiting for all this time.

But you turn away, and never look back.


I feel my cheeks get wet as all these tears drip down.

Feels like a cycle, feels like something that I expect.

All the time: all day everyday.

I know I'm hard to love,

But you should have known how much I would have loved you

If you had given me the chance.


You were the cause to my smiles, until you weren't.

You were the ray of sunshine in my life, until you turned your switch off.

I kept looking for you, but I couldn't find you in the dark

You said you would die for me, but I just don't see how.

There's no love from you, there's no acknowledgement

I feel used, washed up, and abandoned.


All these tears. All the crying, all the overthinking

Will never convince you to love me

To see me like that ever again.

Or to make you cherish me.

Nothing I say will work, because you simply don't want me.


All these tears, left unspoken.


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