Tag Archives: pain


If I showed you my teardrops,
Would you collect them like rain,
Store them in jars,
That are labeled with “Pain”,
Would you follow their tracks,
From my eyes down my cheeks,
As they write all the stories,
I’m too scared to speak,
Would you stop them with kisses,
Bring their flow to a halt,
As you teach me that pain,
Isn’t always my fault,
Would you hold my face gently,
As you dry both my eyes,
And whisper the words,
“You’re too precious to cry”,
If I showed you my teardrops,
Would you show me your own,
And learn though we’re lonely,
We’re never alone.

from: erin hanson. “the poetic underground”

one of us is missing

now he’s gone. home does not feel like home this evening. missing him so much.

i did not want to go home after bringing him to the airport. started to clean his room & the kitchen as soon as we returned just to stop me from feeling the pain. now it does not even smell like him anymore …

yes, it is totally okay for me to let him let go, i am really happy about him making plans & starting to move … why does it hurt so much???