Tears

As these tears stream down my face
I am brought back to a different place
a place I wish could be erased
or at least processed enough not to leave a trace
a place where my thoughts race
a place where I can still picture your face
I wanted you to keep up the pace  
I hope in life’s true meanings you now chase
Instead of a high wrapped in pretty lace  
regardless I am rooting for you to win this race
I pray you do not let yourself go to waste
because of you, it is you I no longer taste
and it is you that needs to be replaced
and now I sit here as tears stream down my face