Tears

A tear may fall upon my face
and this hankie may be lace
but i can never see you face
your lips i will never taste

this tear now falls upon the floor
knowing i wont see you no more
my heart is ripped and all sore
and you don't love me any more

the tear is now in a puddle
my tears don't stop I'm stuck in a muddle

another tear from my face
I'm in such a horrible place
on the floor getting older
with thoughts of your golden hair
we made such a loverly pair

now you have gone and left me colder
and my tears have turned to salty
water