Teary laughter.
You said I was kind.
Like the summer breeze softly caressing your face.
You said I was cruel.
Like the brewing storm relentlessly pushing you away.
You said till the end I was the wind.
The laughter that you can never own and never catch.
You said you were tender.
Like the summer shower quietly drizzling on my face.
You said you were callous.
Like the tumultuous hail violently driving me away.
You said till the end you were the rain.
The tears that I will never notice and never shed.
