You know those nights when you cry during a sad movie
And then you start crying for everything else
You cry for the things you miss
You cry for the people you miss
You cry for things that have changed
You cry for the things that will never change
You cry for being weak
You cry for not being strong
You cry for caring
You even cry for caring too much
You cry for the way things are
The way things were
And you cry for the way things will never be
You cry for the things you know
And the things you will never know
You cry because you are unsure
Because you are scared
And because sometimes, you don’t know what else to do