I wrote this, tell me ytour feelings...TearsIf only there was a word for every time I see her picture. It's like an unexplainable emotion, a word, like a dew drop on the petals of a flower at sunrise, particles of light, slowly rising throughout the drop of water; like the bundle of fluttering feelings welling deep in the hollow of one's chest at the sight a lover whom one hasn't seen in some time. Yet slowly, surely, it slides off of the petal to its scattered landing among its brethren in the topsoil. It proceeds to precipitate to the heavens, becoming one with the fluffy, floating dollops of cumulus where it begins its cycle again...never to end. Like this drop, the word escapes most. Creating in them a feeling such as mine. There is one word, though, which is the closest proxy of which I can procure from the limits of my diction...it is, with the understanding of human emotion, the representation (if you will) of both joy...and sadness. Both pleasure..and pain. Excitement...and dissapointment. Discovery...and loss. This word is tears. The best part about tears, if one is curious, is that they can be shared. They can be given. They can be taken. They can be kissed. But most importantly... they can be dried. If you were to look at her picture, you wouldn't find any remnants of tears. Not the salt. Not the trail it leaves upon ones cheek when it dries. Not even the tear itself after it reaches the crest of your lip and floats to the floor like the waves upon the surface of the ocean; with no apparent plan or path. Just finding its way along until it becomes occupied with gravity and is led to the slightly open gates of a new beginning. The hardest part in life is finding the people with whom to share your tears. Finding someone who will give you tears, take your tears, kiss your tears, wipe your tears, allow your tears to fall upon their shoulder or chest as it heaves up and down in sorrow or excitement parallel to your own. Don't allow tears to leave behind a trail of dried salt for too long. God made their presence to last for a short while. Let it be so.
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