sometimes I feel like my body is full of tears, and at any moment, when I am weak or exhausted, they will rush out of me and I will not be able to hold them back. my eyes will become faucets with broken knobs, and the water will only slow when I have no more to give; I will be dry and empty. and when this happens--when the tears recede and I can finally see again--I will find that I am alone, and remember why they were there in the first place.

















