Must there be tears to have cried?

Must there be tears to have cried?

Can't I be in pain silently?

For so many years I have grieved,

Maybe it is my destiny?

We are strangers now

Ten years passed; I don't know how

There is not a single day 

that stopped this decay

This pain never stopped my friend

My old, loyal, best friend

Or so I thought once

Now we are strangers 

Who live apart by 1,883 miles 

I kindly ask again

Must there be tears to have cried?

Because I did 

and still do