Here Come the Tears

Here come the tears again, Crying comes so easily now that you are gone.. We take so much of life for grant it with days and nights passing as though they have no end. Age we do and time passes far too quickly as sickness, sadness, and trouble darkens our lives and our eyes are finally opened in recognition. Time moves on, taking life away and then the crying comes, welling up tears and the lonely emptiness is here. And here I am lost, alone and crying without you.