A Single Tear

 

A single tear

Rolls down her cheek

And she realises,

It’s all for him.

It’s a tear of joy,

Yet a tear of confusion.

A tear of pain;

A tear of loneliness;

A tear of fear

That what she feels

Is not real;

Fear that he is

Just too good to be true;

That he is just a fantasy,

Brought to life

By her sad, lonely imagination…

 

Copytight©JosieWentzel19July2007

 

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

Here again you write so eloquently what my soul has felt. To cling to hope, realizing that hope might be only my imagination. Perceiving a glance or a smile as something not truly intended. So beautiful in its sorrow...

your friend always,

Craig