Tear

I thought about you all night last night and one tear came to my eye. It wasn't a happy tear or a sad one it was just a tear by and by. And the more I thought of you the more I could understand the reason for the tear that fell to my hand. I thought of all the good times and regret all the bad. The tear wasn't for a foe but a friend I once had. I felt the warmth of your loving embrace and the blistering cold of you anger and hate. The tear wasn't for a friend but a life I once held dear. And as I sit here and think about the night I just had the tear wasn't for a life but a love gone bad.