There are no tears left to cry.
Or so I thought.
I wipe my face with icy cold water in an attempt to jolt myself back to reality. But as I brush my hair away from my eyes I look at my reflection in the mirror and once again, just as I thought they were all gone, the tears well up and start streaming down my face.
I’m really hurting today. My heart actually aches. It’s throbbing. And all I can do is cry.