my last tears

when will i cry my last tears?
when will i be with you?
when will i stop being with you?

when will i move on?
when will i get over you?
when will i not have to get over you?
when will i cry my last tears?

maybe it is not when
maybe the question is "will i ever?"

maybe there never will be
maybe there is no such thing as my last tears

and no such thing as being with or without you
because there never was a you
just me creating an image of you

and so such things as moving on or getting over
because there can be no one after you
just me creating an image of you

and no such thing as not having to get over you
because there can be no such possibility
when you yourself, you are walking away from me

and as you go
perhaps my last tears will go with you
or not
perhaps they would be the first
and as i hold on to every thing i thought we had
perhaps they wouldn't be my last tears