What the hell??  [My face is leaking]

 
It’s been a long time since my eyes were too welled up to see.
Not feeling bad has been quite good, but didn’t feel like me.
I thought that I could fix our love; for months and months I’ve tried,
But now I see it’s not just me and something’s truly died.
That discontentment that I feel; it’s not just mine alone,
For there are aspects of myself for which I can’t atone.
I am the creature that I am, which isn’t quite enough -
You need someone to make life smooth instead of always rough.
I guess we’ve had our “better” years, and now we’re into “worse”.
And though we keep our promises, they feel more like a curse.
So here I lie with streaming eyes, a once-familiar place.
It’s been so long, it’s kind of strange, this water on my face.
Suddenly, I feel again; I think my heart is broken,
For though your words were civil, lips and eyes have clearly spoken.