Love and Tears

In the quiet of the night, I hear

A whisper soft, a voice so near.

It speaks of love, both pure and deep,

A promise that we long to keep.

But love is not always kind, you see,

It carries pain, it sets you free.

In moments sweet, and moments blue,

It leaves behind both joy and rue.

The tears that fall like gentle rain,

They cleanse the heart, they ease the pain.

For every tear that stains the cheek,

A hidden truth begins to speak.

Love is a flame that burns so bright,

But sometimes burns with bitter light.

Yet in the dark, it finds its way,

And leads us through the stormy days.

So let the tears and love entwine,

For in their dance, our hearts will shine.

Though love may break, and tears may flow,

They teach us more than we could know.