Vitreous Ill-Humour

You laughed at me so hard,
It made you cough and splutter;
Tears poured from your eyes
As you pounded your sides and choked.

I woke in the night crying and wondering
What I’d said that tickled you so much.
All I could think of were my
Admissions of affection.

This morning my eyes wouldn’t open;
I can no longer see.
My night tears had hardened
Just as your heart had for me.