What will your tears do after losing the love of your life to the cold and inevitable hands of death? After the tears, some more rivers of hot tears still flow inside of you waiting to be let out by your eyes.     Will the tears drop on the corpse, melt the ice-cold body and make it warm again?  Will the tears pierce through their skin into their flesh and cause the blood to flow?  Will the tears make the already stiff body move again?  Will the tears drop on their eyes and cause them to open?  Will the tears drop on their lips and cause them to smile at you again?  Will the tears drop in their mouth and make them speak again?  Will the tears drop in their ears and let them hear you speak?  Will the tears bring pity on you and make you pout when being consoled?  Will the tears make others cry?  Will the tears penetrate the coffin and drop through the cotton wool in their nostrils and give breath to the body again?  Will the tears break open the grave and go through their chest to the

Loving you is thrilling  Feels like I am on a roller coaster  Swirling and spinning  It is both exciting and scary  It is risk and fun in one activity  It is as black as it is white  I am enjoying this ride  Though it is for a while  Loving you is thrilling  Tasking still  Like an inescapable chore  Sometimes I hate that I love you  Doubting if you do too  I actually know you do  But if this is how you show it  Then keep it to yourself   Loving you was thrilling  We were two dry grounds  Far apart from each other  A river in between  A bridge brought us together  Love being that bridge  The bridge however fell  We are far apart again  Loving you was thrilling  The laughter, the chills  We were two as one  With no reason to fear  I now speak of the past  Sadly wishing it was present  You wore another skin  I realised I deserve better