The end of the ends day

I dont hope to think about it another time. This time I hope is the last. Many tears for nothing. A big lie is what every single one mostly are. Now it started to rain just to wash all the tears I have so much spreaded in vain, tears for a love the was only in mu heart, for a man that is not real, for an illusion. How many more times will I fall into these traps. However, I feel stronger and ready to be fine.