Sometimes a woman just needs a good cry.
Sometimes, a good cry helps us to see things in a clearer picture, through the blurry tears.
Sometimes, all we need is to cry it out, held embrace in your arms, without any questions.
Sometimes, we actually find the answers we need during a crying session.
Sometimes, the tears helps in our healing process. A day, a week, a year. So long the tears helps us to heal.
Sometimes, the tears are the multitude of emotions that were left unspoken.
Sometimes, they are also the remnants of present hurt.
Sometimes, just sometimes, the tears that we shed, are the only words that needs to be spoken.
Sometimes, tears makes us a better person.
Sometimes, the tears reveal who we really are. Through the layers, through the walls, through the weakness, through the strength.
Sometimes, the tears makes us who we want to be. Might even take us where we ought to go.
This pretty much sums up how I feel today. Good day to you too.