Ten Fallen Tears

On tear for the moment I tasted hate.
Two tears for the wretched outcome of fate.
Three tears for all the mistakes that I’ve made.
It’s not the first time history has replayed.
Four tears for the laughs and five for the pain,
Six for the kisses that barely remain.
My seventh tear is not saved for you,
But for the fact that I stayed so true.
The eighth now falls when you question my embrace.
And nine is for the memories that time can not erase.
My tenth and final tear is my last goodbye.
Soon every thing will pass and my ten tears will dry.