I cry easily.
Some adults cannot cry anymore.
They keep it all inside.
The anger, the love, the pain, and the beauty.
Once, someone told me that he envied me because I could easily cry while he barely could let it all out.
Maybe is healthy to cry.
We might not cry for food or a dirty diaper, but as adults, we still suffer.
To cry is to acknowledge that life is hard, that sometimes we just need a hug.
To cry is to be human.
To cry is to let go.