To see a man cry.

to cry is natural .

To see a man cry....

  Crying is the involuntary torture than you can inflict upon yourself. It remids you of your hurt , forces you to face what you do not wish to. It tires your whole body , yet when you feel like you can no longer cry it begins again.

I see the cold salty tears run down his face,
I watch the first,
catch the second,
and stop the third.
I stare into those red rimmed eyes
I wonder how long it'll take to make them sparkle again,
like they used to ,
when we were children , young , everything was simpler.
Life was simpler , but now it's not.
Nothing can make you happy again ,
not even me ,
my heart breaks to see you as you are,
but what is worse knowing what you will never be again.
I lean into you , hold you close and forget about what horror may await us.