“and when I cry, I cry not because of the pain
I cry because of the many times I wish you were
beside me.”

It has nothing to do with you, with what you did or did not do. It’s a cry of relief, a cry of sigh, and a cry of “coming home.”

It’s a cry for all the times I believed I was right (but was wrong). A cry for the many times I messed up (but you were never there to say “it’s ok”). A cry for the moments I was brave (but I was really scared). A cry for many occasions I was numbed (but feeling the pain). A cry for all the times I needed help (but you were not around).

It’s a cry for all of my successful events and milestones and for the many times I sure did good (you failed to witness).  A cry for all the wonderful opportunities (you missed).

I cry my love because it feels so good to be home, in your loving arms.

A homecoming cry is how I want to call it.

Published by michnavs

Philippine-born Michelle Navajas, currently residing in Malaysia. Michelle authored the book “After – Rain Skies: A Million Stars” for PWW during their Million Stars campaign. Graduated with a Master of Education majoring in English in the Philippines, Michelle was a former college professor, teaching literature, speech & oral communication, creative writing, drama, and theatre arts. Michelle is active in her writing profession and works as a freelance creative writer. Michelle passionately blogs at, where you can find her prose and poetry on love, life, motherhood, and her advocacy on abuse and violence. A published author on Spillwords NYC Her poem “Again” is published on three platforms, on MEDIUM -an International Writers and Readers Space, AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN, and at WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS. kindly go check the following links – –

44 thoughts on “Cry

  1. I cry a lot Mich, but I’m used to my emotions flowing out through my broken tear-ducts, and I cope ok…I’ve always an extra box of tissue by my side…
    I find the tears never stop, they just have longer dry spells between the showers……..
    “How many rivers of tears must we cry
    Before all the deepest wells run dry”


      1. Oh.. don’t cry, that’s my job… just a few words I wrote, on a tear sodden piece of paper, back years ago, when my tear ducts were broken… xx


  2. “homecoming cry”….I like that.
    Wow, such a beautiful, relatable write on crying and tears, SweetMich. (I cry a lot…mostly with joy. 🙂 )
    Always let the tears flow…they are an important way for our hearts to speak.


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