Sometimes not so secret.
Sometimes the landscape of tears is right there for all the world to see, hiding in plain sight, camouflaged by transparency.
Sometimes they glisten jewel-like under the sun, appearing more like fire than water.
May these teardrop sparks dry in place without a trace, self-extinguishing in forgiveness.
Gems remembered, lost in time, and let go.Nobody deserves your tears,
but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.
~Gabriel Garcia MarquezI always knew looking back on my tears would bring me laughter,
but I never knew looking back on my laughter would make me cry.