1 Drop by drop

I don't know why but the drops continuous flow out of my eyes. Thinking back at all our memories. We had our good as well as our bad times. Scrolling through pictures of you, the drop rate increase. Drop by drop it flows down the sides of my cheeks. Falling and going with the flow of gravity. Sadness, regrets, and sorrow all come crashing at once. It hurts. Wishing the situation was different. Wishing things were done differently.