I Die a Little Bit

When she cries,
I die a little bit,
More.
Can’t explain it.
Tears in her sleep.
She’s so lost, so deep.
Reaching for her smile,
I can’t breathe.
Touches my heart.
A work of art.
Touches my soul.
A rare gift for a man,
A man facing a ghost.
A man I fear the most.
So alone with each other.
So alone apart.
When she cries,
I die a little bit,
More.

About Idea Capitalist
Family guy and entrepreneur. Small Business owner. NFIB Leadership Council member. Serial blogger.

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