A tear that stands strong and firm, unbending and miraculously steady. A tear that if falls; will be the pivotal tear, the tear that is all so heavy.
So heavy that it will certainly shatter my heart, and my deeply rooted trust, It will erase the respect that I have for you, and the love once shared between us.
Our painful tears are a sign you see, which speaks to our souls when weary. A sign of lost hope, a sign of lost fight, of the burdens we no longer can carry.
So if that one last tear trickles down my face, it will be the release and the death of our burden, a deep breath of relief and a birth of new life, and my love will be born with another.
One last tear will be my surrender and cue to take action to heal this pain.
Yes it will come with an unfortunate challenge for the new love I hope to gain.
To cry a million tears is an overstatement, of crying a tear of just one. So if that one last tear ever rolls down my cheek, I’ll say my goodbye and be done.
That tear says I’ve had enough, I’ve taken enough, and I am unwilling to take anymore, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned and my one last tear means war.
So show me that you love me instead, and don’t tell me that you love me once more, because if I have to cry that one last tear, what am I loving you for?