He asked me if I was hurting
But I told him that I was not
He then asked why am I crying
And I couldn't voice out a response
I was stumped for a while
"Why are you crying?"
The question echoed in my mind
Why am I crying?
Am I still hurting?
But no, I don't feel anything
And so, why are these tears falling?
Then I realised.

Perhaps our eyes need to be cleansed by tears
To wash away the memories of yesteryears.