A tear tells the story of my life. Water bled through my eyes when I was hit, h2o drowned me when I had no one there, one tear, shows why my life when I'm around her feels like a complete waste. When I'm with you, a tear may be for affection, a tear may be a happy reaction to the love you provide for me, even though most of the time, it might just be the only love in the world that I can get. Maybe it's all I need to keep me stable, to keep me alive. You.
A tear to me
April 5, 2011