confusion's illusion

crying

I cried many times before because of you,
In remembering you,
Thinking of you,
Hoping in you,
Dreaming of you.

But these tears fell on nothing but a pillowcase. (That is dry now.)
They still have my heart and eyes wet, but they have nowhere to go now.

I'm just out in the cold.
With nowhere to hide.
Cause you were my hide
But now you're on the outside.

I try to cry, but it swiches like the wind. And the moon cycles don't even regulate it, all this energy you levitate out, it just elevates oud loud.

Wow, this sounds so dramatic, won't downplay it, it was tragic.

Do you cry because of me?
When you remember me?
When you think of me?

Do you even hope on me?

Do you see me for who I am?

Do you dream of me?

Or does your tears fall for
someone else?
Someone who dont deserve them...?

Baby, I can hold them and heal them,cry them for me.

Not for them.