Salty Tears
He tells me that he loves me,
then says he doesn't care.
I want to run for shelter
so my heart can heal, but where?!
He's the shoulder that I cry on,
the arms I love to hug,
the voice in which the angels sing,
the one I truly love.
And when he says it over,
he's over all his fears,
he holds me while the stress recedes.
But I'm bleeding salty tears.