It's amazing how some can tell I'm hurting just by the look on my face, and others who look at the same face don't even have a clue. After sitting at the beach in tears almost all day, I cleaned myself up a bit and walked into a fellow dive shop to say hello to a couple of friends. One didn't even know where my heart was a moment ago, but the other one did. He took one look at me and knew that I was in tears. He took a break and pulled me into the office and just held me close as I cried again. I didn't even have to say anything. *Sigh* I can feel my heart aching with heaviness and sorrow. And my soul? Is she even there? I just don't know. I just don't know.