Cry til the tears won't flow

Sometimes people break our hearts and it is more than we can bear. And then, another person lets you down and another and another. You get to the point where you feel as though your skin is as fragile as a bubble - any little poke or prick may come along and you'll burst, no longer cease to exist.

So you run away, stick your head in the sand and hide from anything that can cause you emotional turmoil. You leave the computer at work, go home, turn off the phone and cry.
Cry for the loss of your best friend.
Cry for the mistakes you are scared she's about to make.
Cry because you think her mama is selfish and doesn't know how to care for her best interest.
Cry because maybe she even knows this but has chosen to ignore it.
Cry for the friends that you don't think are being friends to her and wonder if they can be friends to you.
Cry because you know she's come such a long way and you are afraid she's about to lose all that progress.
Cry because you are terrified to take the steps she has taken.
Cry because people in this world constantly let you down.
Cry over the overwhelming amount of responsibility that always seems to rest on your shoulders - until she came along and bore half.
Cry because she'll be gone and no longer able to share the load.
Cry because no one can tell you that it will be all better, help or is even worth talking to about because they truly can't understand and it's not worth trying to explain.
Cry because you know when you are hurt you are less of a person than you strive to be.
Cry because you know every time you get hurt, you crawl into the shell...the shell you created when you were a teen, the shell you can't seem to slough.
Cry because sometimes living is so much harder than existing.
Cry until you are so freaking dehydrated that the tears won't flow, but you glad cuz you're tired of blowing your nose.
And you sob and lie there and sob.
And tell the rest of the world to go to hell.

And the next day, the air is crisp, the sun is shining and you know you can try to live that day with the newness it deserves.