How long should my sadness last? When will it come to an end? Will it ever stop? For a split second, I might feel happiness touching my heart, but then waves of grief washes over me. Still, for what length of time should I cover the bridges of my eyes to hide the tears that are starting to well up? Still, how long should I continue to act as I'm alive though I'm dead? when will the world realize that i was dead inside a long time ago...
with tears rolling down my cheek i understood that "they may want you be the happiest in your life but you will neve be their first priority" and this hit me hard...
I love and hate to see her when she cries: It breaks my heart like a pane of stained glass. But having washed the windows of her eyes, I better see her soul's amazing grace. And seeing me through wet-washed window panes, She better sees my faithful love for her. So all her tears (that fall like summer rains) Reveal us heart and soul and make us sure. Thanks be to God for tender-hearted tears That speak a deeper truth than truthful words. Though truthful words are health to hearing ears, Tears speak the truth that yokes us, two lovebirds. Thanks be to God for truth that's so conveyed. She's fearfully and wonderfully made.
my tears will confess you my smiles will confess you my thoughts will confess you each and every particle of my existence will confess "THE STORY OF YOU"
