I sit alone at night
Under the whispering rays of moonlight
A bottle in one and in the other, a picture of you
It took you 3 years to notice
That my mask was fading, and my tears were growing
You asked "Are you okay?"
But there is no emotion in the words you said
I am fine
"but you were crying"
Crying?
No, I cannot cry
They are not tears
They are just my emotions
The ones that have been falling for years