Tears saved for a rainy day

 Staring in blank space, as the raindrops kiss my face.
The sky is crying because you are lying...
(A line I once wrote)

 It was a long autumn day; As the ageing leaves fell from the old oak trees, you could tell that the seasons were slowly transitioning into fall... And as the days grew colder, so did her heart. But like the leaves from the old oak tree, she fell for him each and everyday. Until winter came and the hollow trees were stripped  of their leaves... to leave her heart feeling bare and naked...How could she possibly want to obtain something that forced her to feel so cold and empty inside like that vacant hollow tree she had seen far too many times before?...