Cry me a river

Yesterday afternoon I cried. I cried a lot. The tears pouring down my cheeks could have filled an ocean. The loss that I felt as my father relayed the news to me via mobile phone was overwhelming. My last words to him before this misfortune was "Get well soon" but he never did. I tried to be strong and hid my tears since Thursday, but I could not hold it in anymore. It all burst out like a dark, dense, heavy rain cloud raining down onto the earth. All the pent up tears of 6 days. I cried so much that I got a headache, felt dizzy and went to bed early. I felt sad and disappointed. Sad to lose my grandfather and disappointed that my long-awaited holiday would need to be cancelled.