we don`t only cry death. we cry loss. we cry change. we cry
because we can`t find reasons or because we don`t want to find them. we cry at
night or when mornings are the worst, when we`re alone or too many people tell
us it`s gonna be fine. we cry the need to smile when we`re not able to. we cry
people, thoughts, gestures, photographs, we cry animals, flowers, sun and rain.
we cry when we need it the most, until the sun dries them tears off our
face. we cry when we can`t hold the tears in anymore, when we need attention,
when we stop for a second at the street corner to look at two kids playing
catch and all our childhood comes flashing red flags at us. we cry when we
really want to scream like crazy. when the world doesn`t stop for our troubles.
when despite the odds, we get lucky. we cry the happiness we can`t foresee or
believe we don`t deserve. we cry thinking of the last time we saw our
grandparents, the last words they said to us, the time we made our mother cry
cause we couldn`t just shut up. we cry when we miss the friends we thought will
always be friends. when we look back and only see dust or regret. when we don`t
recognize our dreams in a sea of little blue droplets of `maybe-s` and `what
if-s` and `if only-s`.
but when all the others fade in the light of a new day and
in the thin air of a new breath, we cry death, cause it`s the easiest.
I miss you!
