From the Diary of Any Woman...

January 1, 2006


The Tears That I Cry...

I know you aren't perfect. I never said that you were. We all make mistakes. It's apart of life. Hey, I've made them too. It's how we handle the mistakes...the lesson learned that strengthens us. This is the first rough area we've ever known. Prior to this, we've known nothing but flawless days. That's what I love about us. We love each other so much that we can make our own sunshine and in the rain, we dance. Through the thundering rage of our disappointment, we can still find the electrical currents of passion for each other to get us through. Our tears are shadowed by the rain...


The tears that I cry are for me, not you.
They help me to deal with the things that you do.
When you love me but yet, you just can’t help yourself.
I don’t blame you for being you
If I’m honest with myself, what good would that do?
Do I hate you? No, I love you with no end.
You still hold the key to my heart as no other man has.
Do I wish you’d protect it better? Yes, I really do.
But can I make you? No, that’s all up to you.
These tears that I cry make room for so much more.
They help me to receive all that is in store.
If we move on and let our true love shine
And not let one mistake force us to leave it all behind.
The tears that I cry are for me, not you.
But I can’t help but hope that you’ll see
How good we are together and still can be
If that’s something that we both want,
It has to be us two, not three.
I do need you to love and cherish only me.
The tears that I cry are for me, not you.
But, Baby? Guess what? Here’s the good news.
Because I’ve cried them
I can once again
dare to love you…

Signed,
Dancing in the Rain