Box of Tissues

I met you
with a box of tissues
in the parking lot
just after midnight.

I’ll never forget
the tears that fell
landing on blacktop
and soaking into earth.

And the way you held tight
asking me never to let go
at least for tonight
to dry the tears that flow.

I’ll never forget what it was like
to hold you even for a moment
knowing that when the tears dry
I’d go back to living my lie.

© Autumn Siders 2017

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