Tonight the pillow is wet <br />But by tomorrow you will forget <br /> <br />It’s something I should have known <br />To know that tears dry on their own <br /> <br />I tried so hard to please <br />And all I got is faded memories <br /> <br />Broken dream all gone to waste <br />Cherished moments simply erased <br /> <br />That salty taste reaches my lips <br />A numb feeling at my fingertips <br /> <br />I could have died and no one know <br />Of the sorrow from the tears that flow <br /> <br />But I should have known <br />Always, tears dry on their own <br /> <br />Sometimes the heart completely ignores <br />Common sense, be it mine, be it yours <br /> <br />It opens up unknown doors <br />Taking us down on all fours <br /> <br />We don’t always get up from the fall <br />To see the truth, once and for all <br /> <br />It’s something I should have known <br />Yesterdays tears will dry on their own<br /><br />Alfred Ramos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-dry-on-their-own/
