Mar 07, 2006 19:51
Raindrops on tree leaves
Tears in a coffee cup
An open wallet to pay for the cup of tears
10 bucks and faded photographs
Worn around the edges
From being held too often
A walk in the park,
Sitting in the shade
Of a tree holding the source
Of your tears
Four letters and a heart
Memories of a high school sweetheart
It was an accident you are sure
It wasn’t meant to be that deep
At night you lock yourself away
Tired of requests to talk
You relieve the pain.
Not too deep.
Just enough,
Talk is cheap.