I compress my tears
into diamonds,
twinkling stars,
hundreds of them.
I pour them in your hand,
trusting you with my fortune.
They slip through your fingers
and you pay no attention,
your eyes upon my face.
Diamonds fall like tears
into the sand, to be washed
away with the touch of the surf.
You let the last few fall
banishing the past,
and those reasons
that I had cried
as only you could.
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