her tears

feeling rather down these days when i watch her holding back her tears every night in front of the altar.

she told me, that i understand her now, more than any others do.

yes.. i guess i do.

but there is nothing i can do to make her feel right.

only fear and perhaps anger fills my heart to see her ending up in that corner.

she was hurt.

hurt inside, probably her chest hurts like i did before.

but she carried on smiling, carried on her duties, carried on her life.

keeping so small the thing that matters most to her heart.

her tears is deeper than any emotions,

tears that you wished you didn't see.

and holding her hands, with lit candles in front of the altar,

i prayed for peace to be in her heart,

i prayed for her prayers to be answered,

i prayed for her health,

and i prayed for the tears would run dry someday.

if you see her tears, please stay beside her.

if you see her tears, do hold my hands tight,

because i am weakened to my very soul to see her.

me and her, we are both in indescribable doubt.

me and her, are in unuttered sadness.

her and me, had lost something precious.