As I write this poem to you, my tears are dripping down on the paper, because I know that you care. These aren't tears of sadness, but of love, tender, and happiness. Tears of joy that fill my face, never leave my soul. I learn why I am in love, and why I can't find this dove because he has another. This dove won't just let me be me and work my life out, as I want it to go. He is a get up and go guy, with no soft side to his personality. So these tears are tears of love, happiness, and care. If you feel like you need to cry, go ahead and let out a tear!
