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.