Salty Tears

Salty tears,
Marooned with my fear all alone,
Desperately torn, 
Angry and bitter I mourn, 
Not that he’s gone,
But the time that I’ve lost I’m so cross,
25 years,
How is it I’m the one sat here in tears,
Salty tears,
I don’t even know who I am anymore,
At the door - he turned and he said there was nothing to say,
An ordinary day,
So much for nothing,
Why did I stay,
Salty tears,
A familiar taste after all of these years.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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