A Single Tear
I look out at the world flying around me.
I think of what might have been.
Of what still could be.
I hoped, prayed, that I would never feel this pain again.
But here it is.
There is no escaping it.
They tear as I think of you.
My vision becomes blurry.
And the way I see mirrors the way I feel.
A single tear escapes my eye.
It runs down swiftly, cleansing, as it seems.
No matter what my mind tells me,
My heart knows better.
The bond is still there.
I cannot escape it.
You, I think, cannot either.
We are still connected.
A single tear is lost in a wave.
We may not be on the best of terms,
But I know that it is there.
Else, why would I cry a single tear for you?