I wonder why the more I am holding my feelings, the more I wanted to cry. I wonder why the more I am pulling back the tears, the more possible it will fall.  I don’t want to cry, I never wanted to. But the more I am hiding my tears, the more my heart cries. Cry, because I think it’s the only thing I can do this time. Cry, to be able to let feelings out.   I am worried and nervous. Not because I don’t trust the love I am receiving now. But because I’m scared it will…