Tears

I think of you and sadness wells up in my chest.

The burn of the pain.

I hear that song and it haunts me.

Every fiber of my being, still raw with emotion.

The tears roll down my cheek are hot and fierce.

The hurt building where there once was love.

You’re gone.

I can’t do anything about it but cry and shout.

I miss you terribly.

-Kim V. Poetry