Do tears ever really stop?

Will the tears ever stop? Will the heart stop loving? Why must one pretend everything is ok? When in fact nothing has changed. Why must this torture endure? Why do memories continue to haunt? Is there any relief insight? Must this silent hurt forever exist? Pretending to hate, pretending not to care... Has taken it's toll on this conscience. To the point that only guilt remains. Love doesn't simply disappear at a moments notice. If it does, it was never really there anyway. Perhaps that's why there's guilt. Perhaps that's why tears have returned. Hiding the hurt just too much to handle. Do tears really stop? Or do they just hide from view? Does Love ever really go away?