Tears Fall

Why is it that we laugh at things so easily... the silly stuff that fills our heads, but when there is deep honesty it is often accompanied by tears and hurt?

I hurt her.

All I did was look into her eyes and speak as honestly as I know how.

I don't regret the conversation.  But I can't help but be overwhelmed by the tears that fell from both sets of eyes.  The ease of conversation was replaced by the battering ram of hard honesty.

I know that it's not always honesty that hurts.

But when the sting comes from the truth, no matter how important the conversation, the end is a deep well full of tears.