Where do all the tears come from?

September
Where do the tears come from? I thought I used them all up when she was sick. For five weeks I seemed to be doing, ok at least kind of ok. Now I am a complete mess. So empty so empty. Ever since I last spoke on the phone with her Mom, I can’t keep it together. I need to tell someone, but everyone is hurting.
Do I cry for her, or do I cry for me? Do I cry for the future or for the past? I don’t know.
I always thought I was a person who enjoyed the solitude of being alone. Do I not know who I am? Alone is my life now. Always alone, even amongst friends and family, always alone. Alone is such an awkward place to be.