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I’m not surprised by bitter tears
Or that I let them get this far
I’m just amazed in all these years
I haven’t yet found a jar
Big enough to hold their worth
Or deep enough to save them all
Despite the well worn course
And my reluctance to let them fall

I’m not surprised I feel this way
It always comes around
When every one is a “first� day
Feelings like this are bound
To show up unannounced, and
Leave my heart a canyon mess
Sculpted just from hardened sand
And carved of nothing less

I’m not surprised by bitter tears
But then again, I am
Having just convinced myself
That I could safely stand
Beside you without hurting
Near you with out sharing
For you without wording
Away from you without caring.