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I bit my lower lip, looking up at the ceiling when I ran upstairs directly to my room as I threw myself on the bed. I put on a blanket as silent tears continued to drip down. I had controlled my tears the entire day but now, it was uncontrollable. "Why did this happen to me? To us? To our dreams?" I mumbled, continuing to wipe my tears. My heart clenched tighter, as if ripping to a thousand shreds when I picked up a pillow and threw it over. "I do not want to cry so… so, why do I feel like crying so much?" I asked, digging my head over the pillow as I continued to wail.

"Mom... please," I begged again, my voice barely above a whisper, as though speaking louder would somehow make her come back. "I’ve always needed you. I can’t do this on my own. Don’t leave me, please..." Sobs wracked my body as I cried harder, my emotions finally spilling over. Everything I had kept inside for so long—my fears, my doubts, my frustrations—came rushing out in a flood of tears. I felt like I was drowning in them, suffocated by the reality of what had happened.

Maybe that was why Dean cheated on me, maybe that was why Damian didn't reach out to me, maybe that was why Matt hadn't been interested in me. "What's wrong Cass? You're crying." Matt is really looking worried now. "Did I say something wrong." I touch my face and feel water in my hand. It must be the alcohol, what's wrong with me. "What's wrong with me Matt?" I sniff. "Am I really that bad? Why is everyone leaving me?Why doesn't anyone want me? there's truly no filter between my mouth and my brain now. I can't seem to hold the tears or even get my brain to function, they seem to have a mind of their own.

I trailed off, wiping my tears away. I’m having a hard time suppressing my tears and I couldn’t contain it anymore. I cried, I cried out loud like a little child in front of him for apparently no reason at all. Maybe because of the fact that he’s treating me in a very cold way right now. But just to be clear, I am crying not because I’m hurt, but because I am frustrated and guilty.

“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 was trying to fix myself while looking at my face in the mirror. Following the number of water droplets from my face was how frequent I blinked my eyes while resisting myself not to cry ever again. My eyes were puffy, and I no longer had any makeup on my face—even a slight shade of lipstick. Now, I couldn’t help myself again but feel self-pity.

Immediately that word came out from his mouth, a fresh of tears started to flow out of my eyes down my cheeks. Ya Allah(Oh Lord!), why? Why is this happening to me? Ever since my wedding with Aryan, my best friend since then has been tears, everyday I had to shed tears and till date, it wouldn't stop. I have been told that it's not good for my health, thinking too much is not for me but what can I do?

The noon sun was so bright that I unconsciously narrowed my eyes and then lowered my head. I felt my eyes slowly turning red, I tried to stop the tears but I couldn't stop it. Long lines of tears flowed down, falling to the ground. I opened my eyes wide to see the tears wet the concrete floor, my heart was extremely empty. Why did I become like this? I didn't know anything. Maybe because of Matthew, maybe because I was already truly such a weak person. I tried to force myself to stay calm, tried to stop the tears from falling, but the more tears I shed, the more I cried.

It's hard to separate the water of the eyes from the water of the waterfall, especially when you cry into it. Even with all the many things that have brought me some laughter and joy, my heart still aches for my mom. I miss her every day, and each day I wake, I have to relive the fact that I have to live another day without her. Some days, I don't want to leave my bed, but no one allows me to stay to myself. I'm grateful, but I'd also like to grieve. That's why I cry at the waterfall. No one can ask if I was crying if all of me is wet.

I stood up from my seat, and leave without glancing behind my back. When I reach the restroom, my legs felt weak. My stomach churned, and my eyes stung. My eyes watered. I was on the verge of tears. It was just a relief that nobody was here inside. I quickly went to one of the cubicles and locked the door. As I did, that’s when my tears rolled down perfectly from my face. “Why....” I questioned myself. Why does I found myself hurt for no apparent reason? I couldn’t fathom this feeling.