Tingles and Tears
Your tears fall
Your happiness climbs
Your stomach churns
Your finger tips tingle
Your name is said
Your pupils focus on it all
Your tears fall
Your forehead crunches up
Your fold your fingers into a fist
You smile as salt covers your lips
Your lips consume the salt like liquid
You then smile more
You know it will be okay
You know it to be true
Love is real.
If it is real that is.
As long as its real, you will be okay.
You know he loves you.
With that knowledge you are content.
You are calm.
You are real.
Through the love with him, you are you.
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