The Tear Keeper

The tear keeper the one who holds my tears, the one who has listened to me cry and alleviated my fears The tear keeper the one who carries this jar around, just in case I feel the need to cry or a tear starts to fall down You collected all my tears and you still have them to this day, they’re just sad reminders of me every time that I lost my way There is one for the love that I lost that can never be returned, and there are more for the words that were said to me and the lessons that I have learned What do you do with them? I’m just curious as to why, you would want to keep them looking at them doesn’t it make you want to cry? Knowing that in your hands you’re holding all of someone’s pain, doesn’t it make you dreary and remind you of nothing but rain Now that you’re gone, I know how to make you visit me, I just start to cry and there you are right in front of me Waiting patiently as my eyes glisten just waiting for a tear to fall, and you know that they will because every time I see you my heart breaks in two and I can’t stop it at all.