It rained the first day I was without you.
How could I blame it,
I cried too.
...even if you didn't see it.
...even if you didn't feel it…

It rained for you;
For the pain I gave you,
That spilled down the curves of your face.
Open handed and un-expecting,
Open hearted and undeserving,
To receive this awful reward
Earned with love and kisses.

Peering out from hollow eyes
Inside I collapsed;
More than you know,
More than you could know.
To see your face,
Knotted with sour tears
And broken mirrors.

Who would surrender
What bargain they had made
When time comes collecting?
But time did come,
And I gave you up.

How words seem harder
When they're at your feet
And not your mouth.