3 January 2013
“cry me a river”
the words slip out of your mouth
just as the tears slip out of my eyes;
salty drops falling in waterfalls
down my flushed cheeks.
a river?
is that what you want?
well too bad.
you won’t be getting your river.
rather,
you’ll be getting an ocean,
as big as the pacific.
you only wanted a river?
well too bad.
you hurt me far too much
for something as small and petty
as a river.
an ocean is what I will cry,
and an ocean is what you will get.
To Cry An Ocean • Opuss № I