It doesn't matter if I cry. I'm made of water. My feelings will flow right back to the ocean of love that is my heart. It doesn't matter if I cry. My tears will find my lips. They will let me taste memories of you. It doesn't matter if I bleed. My heart beats on. Like my fists on your door. It doesn't matter if I bleed. The drops will fall to my feet. They'll make a path, you could always find me. It matters if I smile. It means your in my arms. Your feet in blood because of your search. Your face wet because you found my heart. We matter.