Every heart splitting tear

Every tear I've seen shed on another, hurts. It hurts to see sadness.

I have never wanted to cry in a public area before, you know that, knew that, still do. But your tears evoked my own. It hurts to be sadness. It hurts to know what has happened and not be able to put words that make serious sense to anything. It hurts not to make it better.

No one can stop tears that want to flow. Let them be, flow freely.

Only you.

"Only you could make so many jokes
That people think you're feelings aren't hurt
But only I could see through to know
When your just covering up for the fact
You're hurting inside"

Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile

Sometimes, like now, I will try to sum up what you mean to me in words, it never works, nor does it make sense. Maybe if it didn't make me cry, because you mean something real to me.

I bet my hands I can stay here
I bet you mean, more than you mind

I can't relate, and that's a problem

Maybe if I keep quoting songs nothing will make sense. If it all made sense, it would mean nothing.

"Silver is better than gold"

Who knew a 6 year old could say something like that, and have it mean something.

Sometimes I like to believe.