For every tear that i cry it helps to numb the pain
Until eventually
you'll just be a name,

a distance memory.

You'll be no longing calling to me
hogging all my dreams.

My soul will be content,
happy as one,
not lonely for the other.

The looks that we shared,
The way your lips taste
will be all but forgotten.

Until then,
I'll sit and I'll think
remembering your face,
the times that we shared
until I run out of tears.

(SW)