This piece provides a brief glimpse into my mind during the most depressing months of my young life. Truth be told, the depression may be mostly gone, but the pain that I feel each and every day when my mind wanders back... remains nearly unbearable. You can read a little more about the specifics in my personal sketch; suffice it to say that loving and losing is NOT necessarily better than never loving at all....

Tears Unbounded

A tear for every tender memory;

Every tender memory invoking joy… desperation… hope.

A tear for every gaze;

Every gaze to entice a smile; fill a gap, chasm, abyss.

A tear for every clasp;

Every clasp to connect burning, fervently, by hand and soul.

A tear for every caress;

Every caress lingering; an intense warmth for an eternal lifetime.

A tear for every dance;

Every dance to enjoy; basking in young, boundless love.

A tear for every embrace;

Every embrace to fill and appease a shoulder’s empty yearning.

A tear for every kiss;

Every kiss for a slipped necklace clasp; beads of rain on a porcelain face.

A tear for every raindrop;

Every raindrop to spark a desire; resorting to love’s seriousness.

A tear for every "I love you;"

Every "I love you" to sensuously melt an open heart.

A tear for every feeling;

Every feeling awaiting understanding, calming, tenderness.

A tear for every sudden passion;

Every passion to strengthen the meanings of all come before.

A tear for every mistake;

Every mistake understandable, easily forgotten, awaiting amending.

A tear for every loss;

Every loss of a beautiful, eternal love one-sidedly shattered.

A tear for every prayer;

Every prayer to soothe, reassure, and bolster troubled minds.

A tear for every tear;

Every tear a symbol, a meaning, an anxious desperation.

All tears for the past;

Shards of shattered hope; longings to rekindle what once was.