Today I cried.

Today I cried over the sunset, she was so beautiful.
The sky was sort of clear and the clouds that had gathered at the horizon went from a soft pink to a fiery red as I watched it through my window.
Have that ever happened to you? The beauty of the world rushing over you and halting the movement you were in and with awe you take in the grandness of seeing the sky change color infront of your eyes.
What else was there to do than cry?

Today I cried for I miss my friend who I haven’t spoken to in over a month and who I had everyday conversations with for the past year.
He was my rock. My lifeline to a world beyond the rigidness of the pandemic.
My lifeline to life less alone. We would talk about the differences we were experiencing, talking old memories and planning for a future that doesn’t exist anymore.
What else was there to do than cry?

Today I cried over the fact that I haven’t been able to attend my longest running friendship properly in years.
She has been my travel buddy to most places I’ve visited. Seeing temples in Cambodia, sailing in the archipelago of Vietnam, driving through White Sands, dancing until 6 am in Las Vegas and drinking green beer in Dublin.
We haven’t been on a trip together in more than 5 years.
What else was there to do than cry?

Today I cried as the wind caressed my face. It was the sweetest touch, a gentle stroke off all the loves and memories circulating around. Showing me they are still here, full of life.
What else was there to do than cry?

My tears are like the ones from a Phoenix, healing what seemed un-healable.
I never understood how tears could show weakness.
My tears are my biggest strenght.
They show how much I have, and how much I still love.