comfort.

so kiss me, and smile for me. tell me that you'll wait for me. hold me like you'll never let me go..
Singing this song makes my heart ache in a dull but a seeping, deep way.
Sort of like reading a sad story and being immersed in it.
Or watching a movie, and crying along with the characters..

Sometimes people laugh at me for crying at fiction, or song.
But isn't that the only way you can really appreciate something?
Putting all your heart and soul into it?

My tears may come more often than others, but in no way are they cheap.

Last 5 things my tears flowed for (that I can remember):
1. The trailer of the 70 year old woman on channel U's reality feature, hitting alzemier's infected husband with a cane for doing something wrong. he can no longer remember her, and cried "Don't hit me, ma!" when she caned him.
2. My collegue telling me about her story of being accused of bad mouthing someone when all she wanted to do was help a dying dog with cancer find a home for its last days.
3. The book I am currently reading, about the famous twins, Chang and Eng.
4. Some afternoon taiwanese show, about a sad girl who was crying out of frustration over her relationship.
5. Singing.

Hmm.