These Tears I Cry Poem by Vasto Grom

I have not cried for anything real in over ten years.

I cry when I dream, when I pretend, even when I read.

But not a single tear have I shed for anything real over thses many years.

I have not cried as I mourned the loss of old friendships.

I have not wept when I opened both old wounds and created new scars.

But, that day you were no longer there.

That day you no longer existed in this world and left me here alone.

For the first time in so very long I felt myself pained so very much.

Pained over something that actually mattered in life.

I cried for you and for what this world had lost.

You who had always told me to smile.

You who never let the darkness consume me.

I cry for you, my dear Saleana.

You were the only person who believed in me.

The only one who actually meant it when you said you'd always be there.

And yet you are no longer here.

I remember the last thing you said to me as you left this world.

As I held you in my arms you reached up and wiped away the first tears I have shed since we met.

And you said 'Don't cry for me Eric. I have never seen you shed a tear. Please don't start now. Know that I am going to be at peace and be happy for me.'

Then you were gone.

But the tears I shed for you wouldn't stop.

I cried til the ambulance came.

I cried at the hospital.

I cried at your funeral.

And these tears...these tears I cry.

The fall for you my sweet Saleana.

I will always love you my dear friend.