Ever since I was small, I’ve always liked the way my eyes felt after I cried. I didn’t cry on purpose because of that and I think every time that I’ve had that realization it has always been an afterthought. What I like is the smoothness and even the redness because it seems to go with my natural color. When I close my eyelids and move my eyes around it feels like everything else goes away for that brief instant. It’s also that when I look closely into the mirror I can see in my eyes that I’m not as strong about everything as I’d like to be but that I’m not always afraid of being weak.