Crusts

There were no tears

bur crusts around my eyes

where tears would have rolled

down my cheek and onto

my pillow that is dry now.

I cannot stop longing

for what I thought would have

been the best feeling in

the whole wide world,

then i realised that I had

been too rough with my fingers

and I broke the crusts.

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