A white blood drop

A snowflake falls down on my arm
melting away
as it touches my bare skin.

No.

A raindrop falls from the sky
a free fall
kilometers it falls
and survives the journey.
Lands on my forehead
slides down my forehead
to the corner of my eyes.
A fake tear.

No.

A drop of milk falls from the glass
the boy overfilled
white drops falls over the edge of the glass.

No.

From the cut on my wrist
a single blood drop falls
making a red trace behind it.

No.

A white blood drop falls from my eye.

Yes.