Tears flow
sobs quietly escape,
noses are red
eyes are swollen
your face a mess,
You realise the

pillows are wet,
hair falls in your face,
You cannot think straight,
Sniffles and heartbeats
rubbed eyes and pain,

Knock,
Eyes shut rapidly,
Duvet pulled over,
light turns off
the door opens and closes,
eyes are open,

"Yea, noise? then I'll be brief. O happy dagger!
This is thy sheath;"
Juliet, heroine of my world,
reduces me to tears.