I have cried a million times in this life
 I have felt pain and despair.
But when those tears dried, my life went on.
You have been ripped from my life. . . my world.
Those moments we believed would last forever, have ended.

Please know this, when this hopelessness wanes,
when I close my weary eyes and the mist forms the
salted drops that will fall in trails of grief every time,
and your face pierces my thoughts.
I will know you are. . . somewhere out there.
This is the only thought which allows me to take the next breath.
for those beads have enlivened my weeping core. 

Their path will trace my anguished face,
lead your warmth around me.
Kiss me once again, if only in memory.
For each time these tears release into my world,
It is you. . . . within.
When I cry, my love, 

You live.

By: K. Mulroney

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