I think she is afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that are concrete, like the ocean Something you could point to and know what it was and I think that is why she struggle with love She could not touch it, she could not hold on to it and make sure it never changed.
Except we don't really cry because they are dead, we are selfish beings, we cry because we will miss them. Realizing that you will never see something you love is heartbreaking for even the toughest people. The true tragedy is not that someone died, its that everyone that loved that person will never be able to enjoy their presence. And so we cry because we are selfish.. I am still selfish and i can't believe i won't see that someone again.. I guess I am one selfish being too.
Do just once what others say you cant do,
and you will never pay attention to their limitation again.