She asked, "Why I cried?"
I just looked up at her and smiled.
She asked, "Why I cried?" a second time.
Still looking up at her I continued to smile.
She sat down beside me as I fixed my eyes upon the blue sea.
"The clouds looks quite grey today." she said to me
Yes indeed it is, I think it's going to rain today.
"Let's get going before it does." she said.
I hope it does.
"Why?"she asked.
So I can sit here and cry.
"Why"
It's better to cry in the rain.
No-one will know the difference from my tears to that of the rain.
"But why do you cry?"
The tears I cry are tears of joy, pain, sorrow, hate, love and fear.
Every tear drop is a part of me as I am apart of it.
With every drop of tear filter's me as I filter it.
I cry because tears are words the heart can't say.
I cry because my tears are words that my heart can't say.