Often I walk away, leaving him alone,
I watch the pain-tightened screams
And the echoing punches
And the tear.

You never let two escape; just one.
The water glimmers under your eye,
Reflecting my handy work,
Only this time I don't regret it.

That one droplet holds my world,
It slips down your cheek,
Memories of us begin to fail,
Then it reaches the brim of your lips,
Curving around, leaving a trail,
My happiest memories slide from grasp,
And then it falls.

The water thuds to the the floor,
My world hints a shatter.
But I tried
I tried to care
I tried to need
I tried to try
But I didn't work.

No matter how hard I try,
The tear will never lie.