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An endless leaking faucet of grief. I don't say anything. I just rub her back and watch her left it all out, it's much easier than holding it in. Tears is not a sign of weakness, it just shows we're human. By the time she pulls her head up, her sobbing has dulls to sniffling. She runs a hand through her hair. “I know I cry ugly, I can't let Liam see that,” I roll my eyes. “Don't start.” I say, shaking my head. She smiles and it's like a ray of sunshine. “You'll get over it.” I add and I believe it.

“Eh…strange. Why are my eyes tearing up all of a sudden? My nose hurts and my eyes are all watery. I don't know why I am crying at all. Why's this....Why's this happening to me? Someone, tell me about it." "Even though I don't want to cry, I keep crying. My tears, are overflowing."

I disconnected the call and flew the cell phone to where away as I finally let go of the tears I was holding up. I need to cry! I need to cry out the last tears in my eyes. I won't be able to cry from today, I've to be strong.

I hate what was happening, I don't want to lose hope. "Jasmin, pleaseeee.... show up! I'm not angry with you... pleasee..." my tears flowed down to my cheeks and palms.

"We'll be here to help you, with everything." After I calm down a bit and my sobs become controllable I sit back a bit in Mase her embrace and look at my friends through teary eyes. "Guys, I can't be a mother. I'm not fit to be a mom. Not a single mother, nor a married one, not at eighteen." My lip begins to quiver and tears are already falling down my cheeks. Mase softly rubs away the tears and kisses me on the forehead.

my voice broke and tears welled up in my eyes. “I remembered my mother, Hema. When I had to call another woman's Mother, my mom came into my mind and I couldn’t control it. I couldn’t control the outburst of emotion and I ran out,” I let the tears out, streaming down my cheeks. She pulled me into a warm hug. “It’s okay. I understand how you feel,” she soothed. “But you don’t have to allow your emotions to take

He was… crying? No. No. I must be mistaken.

"I'm just scared, I'll break down and cry" "That would be perfect for you" "How?". I move in my bed. "Have you cried since she passed?" I nod. "No". "You need to get it out of you". I laugh. "I can't be seen crying?" "Nooo... Don't talk BS. Call me and cry. I'm willing to listen to you, anytime, every time" "Thank you". I replied. "Has Malik called?" "He's not going to call, that guy has pride the size of an elephant"

“What the hell am I going to do?” My tears finally slipped free, streaming down my cheeks. I didn’t bother wiping them away. There was no one here to see them anyway.