Through The Tears

Even through the tears, I can see your face.

I can feel your happiness.

I can feel your love.

I only wish that love was for me. You're smiling at a girl. A nice girl. You're laughing and she is too. You both lean closer into each other, and kiss.

I could feel those tears spilling over, each of them seemingly burning holes into my face, mocking me for being weak and naive.

Why did I believe you when you said you loved me?

Why did I believe you when you said it was only ever me?

Because I loved you. That's why. I thought I could trust you and you broke me, all in one minute.

You finally looked up and saw me, your eyes widened and you were struggling to find an explanation.

I swallowed my tears and simply said,

"You are a liar. We're over, and I never want to see your face again.

That didn't make me feel any better, as I ran down the empty street, to anywhere. Anywhere away from him.