I layed myself out bare,
bracing for the sting of another open wound.
You only came with tools to mend,
a needle and thread.
With gentle hands,
you stiched together every hole in my heart with love.

Tears tell true and untrue tale
Tears may become silent language
Tears may become refuge
A world full of cheats and bluffs
Tears shed on grief
Tears shed on bliss
Tears tell everyone
Yet not felt by everyone
Tears make mirth a treat
Tears drop on sorrow are not feast
Tears salty but bitter and sweet
All depends on eve....

the
only thing I'm incapable of is
                                                          fall­ing for you
                             the
only thing I want to do is
                                                            ch­erish you
                                                             ­                                     the
                               one thing you taught me was to
never act on my feelings


                                     I get hurt if I do