Tears
Tears
The little droplets that fall from your eyes as you cry.
Cry over the lover you lost.
He was your one and only and now he's your nothing.
The memory filled streams falling down your face like a waterfall mixed with salt.
As you cry and cry you begin to see how happy he'll be without you.
So you cry some more.
The little droplets filled with the memories of your first kiss.
The first time you met.
Your first kid.
Countess laugher love and happiness.
Those memories flow away never returning as you watch your love.
Not hurt.
Not crying.
Not caring.
Just walk away.
Will his tears ever fall?
Copyright © Benita Margaronis | Year Posted 2012
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