Tears

To sit somewhere, and feel more alone than ever before. Staring into the distance. Lost in thought. To feel the first moist droplet form and roll down your cheeks and into your lap. To feel the rest flow, silently, down the same path as the first. Each droplet representing every moment had, every moment felt, and every moment you desire again.  To feel sadness that sweeps you away into a place of sorrow. To find yourself still sitting there, alone.