Ripples
late at night, the river flows, my tears are what fills it. another one streams down my cheek, and then the ripples form. a thousand tears i've cried and still there are more. a cool breeze comes through and you aren't here to keep me warm. i don't know what to do and i have no place to go, i want nothing more but to run into your open arms...but suddenly they close with another girl in your grip, your calming whisper is now spoken into her ear and i'm left to watch and wilt away...and that is just what i do...you lean in to kiss her, gentle hands on her hips, and i remember when that girl was me, but now we are over, and there is nothing i can do but fill this sorrowful river, and another ripple forms