Taste of tears...

There are days when i just feel like writing something down. Just because i wish i could talk to someone about the things that are on my mind. But there is no one since it is just me. It's always been just me and pretty much no one else. I would like to share my thoughts with someone. I would like to offer hugs and to receive some back. Or simply to have someone to listen to me when i need it. And since there is no such a person, since no one cares anymore nowadays, I at least write things down. Anything and everything that comes into my mind. And tears run down on my skin. I feel them warm and if I taste them than they offer me a salty taste. All o f a sudden i have a full salty taste in my mouth. I wonder why tears,who represent a pain, a feeling that cannot be enchained in humans' hearts anymore, taste salty? Why not sweet?Or bitter,or peppery? Salty is not that bad.It doesn't match with loneliness,with sadness, with fear, anxiety, scare or simply lack of affection. Salty is a good taste, while the feelings we all hide or try to hide are worse than that. I always wondered for how long a person can cry? When do the eyes simply give up on supporting us? When one becomes blind,or at least feels he can't distinguish shapes of objects and people anymore? If someone would ask me to match my feelings with a certain song,or instrument, or musician i would choose something like Chopin or Bach. Piano and cello represent my feeling the best. Two of the largest instruments. Not as tiny and fragile as a violin is and also not as big and imposing as an organ. Just in the middle,cello represents loneliness,sadness, the feeling of missing someone, while the piano stands for love,affection,care, desire to make people happy. I do want to meet people for as long as possible. I do want to be next to certain someone that has been given to me. I want to hold my fingers in between his, i want to play with his golden hair, to feel his need of holding me tight, to talk to him and tell him all that is on my heart,even knowing he doesn't have any answer to all my problems. But it is just a need i feel. And than i realize there are so simple things i ask for in my life such as hugs, kisses,simple talks in the middle of the night. But i can have none when i need them. So the bad feeling comes back. And than i wonder...the taste of tears really doesn't match my feelings!