The single drop falls from my cheek,
Every drop makes me feel weak.
They come pouring down now,
one after another.

My cheeks are stained,
with the drama of us.
It used to be easy going,
The way we were.

The flowing conversations,
now are awkard silences.
We never last forever,
only on a single strand.

I look at your picture,
torn between my hands.
Layered with dust,
a drop lands on your face.

Your dimpled smile,
turns into a frown in my mind.
The way you used to look,
placed an image in thoughts.

We fell apart in time,
now thats the present.
So I sit here waiting,
for you. <3<3<3<3<3