I cried all of these tears and now I don’t know what to do with them.
I suppose if you really want me to quantify it, I guess I cried all of these ounces of tears.
17 of them to be exact.
And still, I don’t know what to do with them.
After mixing all the sad ones with the happy ones and the complacent ones
I’ve decided I love them all.
All of them.