Old Friends

Hello, old friends.
Tears in the night--
I knew you'd come back.
And here you are,
Blurring my sight.
Ah! My scars weren't closed,
Though I hoped they would be.
Old friends, you're cool,
As you slide down my face;
I wondered when next you'd visit me.
Sweet taste of salt,
When you brush my lips.
I'm surprised I missed you,
Old friends, say hello,
While I crumble to bits.