Sprinkles of Tears

A tender thought, as subtle as an early morning rain
A fleeting moment, as elusive as betrayal that leaves behind the pain
The confrontation, the leading up to the moment of truth
The physical wrenching of the heart, as trust is soon removed

The lying in bed, a feeling of leaving the world outside beyond your doorstep
The frightening thought of love living here no more, like a secret unkept
If by chance a shower, to soothe the aching body
With hope of mustering up strength, at least for a few more hours …