A Single Teardrop Poem by Lore Me34

As I sit looking at the picture album the recounts our life together from our friendship to our courtship, our engagement, marriage and now our divorce; a single teardropp falls from my eye down my cheek and onto the last empty page. I consider that poetic justice. For all the love we had. All the promises you made. All the lies you told, and all the hurt you cause. It is really only worth a single teardrop.