Crying and Trying, It's What We Do

The way your face lights up when you see me down the hall.

The way you grab my hand, as if it were no question at all.  

You hold on and try while she sat back and cry.  

You wanted, while she wished. 

You both dreamed, together. 

You gave.  She a little.

There isn't enough time, not for you she cry. 

You sigh.

She says it's enough it's getting too tough.

You cry water down your cheeks that used to be so rosy.

It isn't water it is feelings leaving the body.

Next, she try and you walked on by, with another girl on your arm.