My eyes flood
and the inky words before me
blur and melt,
until the capacity is exceeded
and a large salty drop travels quickly with weight
from my face to the paper.

i can see once again,
as the liquid soaks into the page,
deforming its inky words.
i dont even need eyes.

such a beautiful poem you wrote
just for me
your words fill up my head
and my heart bursts, drowing me internally with emotions
i love you so much.
and i miss you.
thank you for your words,
your beautiful words from your beautiful mind.
i love you.