I seem to cry these days over anything...
But, it all gets started the same way...
Starts with thinking of you...
at some point in the day...

Oh... don't feel so special..no..
cause I've realized...
These tears aren't all for you

Most are very, very old tears...
Only a few are new...

I feel I'm being cleansed...
Finally letting go...
able to start anew...
Maybe I can start a new journey...
with a different point of view...

Some tears are from my childhood...
Some are for my Father and Mother...
Some are for regrets I've had...
and some for my brother...

The tears for you always lead the way...
And then a lifetime of holding back...
makes them give way...

But, as these tears slowly dry up...
I will always thank you for getting them started...
I fear I would have held onto them forever...
If it wasn't for feeling brokenhearted...