I wondered for a while why and how some people cried of happiness.
I wanted to experience that kind of joy that would bring me to tears,
but I just couldn't manage to, and the good things in my life had always made me smile, not cry.
I think I might understand it now.
It happens when I'm overwhelmingly happy.
Overwhelming, because I don't know how I should handle this type of emotion.
I'm scared of losing this happiness that makes every inch of my body tingle.
It's a feeling that I want to cherish forever. Or as long as I can.