These tears I am releasing  from my eyes are not for you. They’re for me. These tears are for me. I’ve put so much out on the table. I’ve shared things I never shared with anyone. I opened myself once again to love; to having someone. To be able to be vulnerable with someone. I chose you. My path leaded me to you. These tears are not for you. They’re for me. For my heart that's being crushed. My soul that's withering away for some time. My mind that is going out of order. My round table for taking a vacation. For my eyes that are going to swell. For my body that will ache. For my chest that will be tight for sometime. So these tears are not for you. They are for the way I must see you now.
A memory. You have to be a memory, when you was my safe haven. My other go to person. One of the people in my life that brought me happiness. Now you have to be a memory because that's why you want to be. You want to leave. You feel its whats best and no matter how many tears I cry. No matter how many times I express how I feel and no matter how many times I fucking scream out for you while clinching my chest. Holding on to everything we have. You still left. You have walked away. No matter how many times I tell you I love you or I’m in love with you, you laugh, you snicker, you find humor in this and say its impossible. Impossible for anyone to be in love with you. That basically your unlovable.
So these tears are not for you. Me crying out, are not for you. This broken heart is not because of you. This aching body is not because of you. This broken girl is not broken because of you.. It's because of me. So don't say it. Don't tell me you are sorry. Don't tell me you didn't intend for this to happen. Don't tell me all you do is hurt people. You had a choice to stay. You had a choice to fix it. You had a fucking choice to overcome this but you rather leave. You rather disappear. You rather turn your back on everything. On me. On this.
So no these tears aren't for you. These tears don't belong to you. There’re for me. These scars aren't for you. There’re for me. Every amount of pain I feel is for me. It's for me because once again I made a choice to try and love. To be someones safe haven. To be there for someone. To not be alone and have someone stand along with. To be that protector. To be that right hand man. To be there for someone because I know what it feels like to be alone. Years I have felt it. Before teenage years I felt it. So don't you dare say these tears are for you or even question why they are falling. Don't you dare ambush me with how you are sorry for yourself when you already made your choice. So these tears I cry are for me, because I’ve given so much in and lost it all.