Everytime I see you..
it's difficult..
it hurts..
my heart cries..
my emotions speak..
my rationality crippled..

My tears were prisoners..
escaped inmates
who now dance freely for a moment
when they tumble down both my cheeks
ruthlessly crushed
as I wipe them away
Feeling utter defeat
My heart doesn't feel relieved
yet I smile anyway

Because what I'm feeling is pure and real.
I miss you. From the bottom of my heart I do.