She sat next to me,
knowing me not, I fear.
A little moisture,
now in my eye. A tear?
Why the emotions?
I'm a grown man,
crying is not supposed
to happen, but it can.
When tears, course
down my cheek,
I try to be brave
but my eyes leak.
She sat next to me,
knowing me not, I fear.
A little moisture,
now in my eye. A tear?
Why the emotions?
I'm a grown man,
crying is not supposed
to happen, but it can.
When tears, course
down my cheek,
I try to be brave
but my eyes leak.