through the tear

within the deep ocean am I just a droplet onto you? it may be nothing compared to the endless iceberg with who-know deep inside- but when the tiny cloud cries all it tear, nothing is left behind. it seems I who could've been a beautiful cloud keeping you contented for all the life of you turned out to nothing misshapen mist of air, a fragile air that needed to protected let me go. I shed enough tear and soon there nothing left,I am enough burden to you.