Tears escape my eyes.. as I try to remember what has made me cry. I havent dropped a tear in months id say, i will admit I had hoped it would stay that way. The very thought of imagining him with another, is enough to make my head hide behind my covers. It dosent matter if he is merely saying hi, the idea of him.. speaking to she.. asking of her day when he has never gone out of his way, to inquire of my day.. makes me weak.. as the corners of my slanted eyes grow heavy with moisture, sodium filled droplets excape from the corner of my eyes, as i remember him, and I.. and we. Us together made so much sense, he was my pain and pleasure. Like tonight.. he brought thoughts of happiness to mind, then later i was only to find, that things would be said. once again there will be a tear stained bed, shatterd are the thoughts of happy times.. as he begged me not to leave. replaced by ideas.. i cant rid my mind.. so im peeved.. I moved away to make me a better me, hoping that hed see.. that he should be part of we. I have money in the bank, and with life im very pleased. I just wish hed come around, and nurture the seed of love, that hed long ago planted in my heart, because its grown roots too deep.. and removing it.. would tear me apart. So tear stained pillows is what i have, from a broken heart. Somewhere along the line, I made a commitment to finish what id start.