"I Am Always Remembering..."

It was around this time that night that I knew he wasn't who I believed he was... He became the stranger that I was in love with and my tears flowed freely for the first time just as they do tonight.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love. 

- Washington Irving

"Fear Eats the Soul"