Eternally, I thought, my eyes would shed
these tears; tears that burned their
paths down my cheeks,
and drained me of such verve, I choked and could not speak
These tears were those of fear, of
guilt, and of dread
You watched me in my suffering and in my pain,
and smiled your smug simper, baring your teeth,
swearing
that you too hurt, only buried underneath
your poise; yet still my zeal continued to wane
for I began to doubt your
feelings for me;
I felt your bitterness, your resentment, and all-above,
I resolved that these cold emotions did not
entail the love
that before you declared with such vivacity;
So I broke from your hold, and I see, finally now you cry,
when
you see at long last, my eyes are now dry | 
