As I cry, deep inside, for one true love I am missing,
forcing tears that grip my heart to feel nothing.
With each breath, I feel past love with hugs and kisses.
Does he know? Does he remember?
Do tears fill his mind with remembrance?
My silent tears have closed my heart
and wiped his face from memories.
Yet I pray someday
He will ask if he can love me.
What would I say, upon that day?
Cry tears of amazement?
Would I simply walk away?
To say our love is gone forever?
Until that day, I cannot say
As silent tears still remain.