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When she died
I did not cry
When my cousin died
My mother cried
But not I
When the teacher died
I did not cry
Everyone else did
It’s like there’s a wall holding my tears back
A wall I never realized I built
Now I sit here and watch her cry
My best friend
I don’t know how to comfort her
Is there something wrong with me?
I get awful news, yet my emotions stay the same
Is it because I was not close to them?
I feel I have to cry, at least a drop
Guilt builds up in me
Suddenly my vision blurs
What is this?
Tears?
Why now?
Why not earlier?
Then I realize
When someone dies
People take it in at different times
I just took it in years after
But I cry not because of sadness
My soft sobs are for the ones who I thank
For breaking the wall
That holds back my tear