I couldn't stop the tears from falling for a long time. It just kept soaking Jin Longwen's clothes.
They were overflowing, my emotions, streaming down like a river without an end to it. Perhaps it would be when the stream joined the ocean, but even the tide couldn't stop the water from moving.
My eyes were beginning to hurt, however it was no more than my heart. I clutched the fabric of his clothes with a tight grip as if it was the last string preventing me from going over the edge.
I had never thought before, there would come a day when I would be this weak. Yet, likewise, I had never thought it would be this sweet, better than staying strong.
It was addicting, relieving from this eternal grief though I knew it would still be there when I ran out of tears. But at least, it would be less painful.
However, what my heart couldn't stop craving was the gentle warmth of his temperature and the soft touch of his big hand atop my head, caressing my ink-dark hair over and over again.
