a man who cried for me

That day,
When you broke down,

I held you in my arms,
by your pain.

I’d used up allmy tears
Long since our ‘child’

Had r i p p e d away.

But you?

You’d been so calm.
So matter of fact.

I thought
you hadn’t cared.

But now I understood.
You’d saved your tears.

And spilled them now.

For me.

Mandy Edwards (c) 2017