Each tear that fell had a different past.
Some of which I wish would always last.
The first tear that fell meant hold me tight.
The second tear meant I miss you tonight.
The third meant tell me everything is ok.
The fourth, just stay with me day after day.
The fifth tear was a plea for your unconditional love.
The sixth was to comfort me with a hug.
The seventh meant to stay by my side.
The eighth tear was to make everything alright.
