Somehow, when I think back, I see us.

And the tears come out.

I cry to myself and only myself.

I can cry you a river but the tears start to dry away.

I smile because I know I'm over you.

I shall not cry my last tear on you.

It should be hidden under the sun.

But now I'm alone and the tears start welling up again, but without stopping.

I say I don't care but I really feel the love as it fades into the dark.

I have nothing to say to say about us.

That was then and this is now.

But tears still trickle down my cheek, into the puddle forming at my feet.

The rain pours and my tears come out more.

Something about the rain makes me cry.

Cry for the fading love, I know I will forget. But for now, I shall remember one thing.

Goodbye.