Watch me cry.

What is it like to watch me cry?

What is it like to wipe away the tears from my eyes?

Do they match in color?

I can tell you what it is like 

To watch you cry

Every heave of your chest

Cracks my glass heart

Into jagged pieces 

Every sharp sound 

that escapes your quivering mouth

Cuts my wrists 

with the jagged shards of my heart

And I’m left to bleed out

I thank God

And every lucky star

That my wounds 

have only been left 

to wash in your tears

once before

 

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