Will you kiss me when I cry?

My eyes burn from salty tears. my breathing is heavy and fast. curled up in the corner of my room. I sit there and try to think of other things. Then I think of you. what would you do when you see me cry? would you hug me? would you cry with me? would you tell me everything was alright? most importantly, what do I want you do when you see me cry? I can imagine the smell of you filling my brain and easing my nerves. I can feel your warm touch as you gently grab my face. I can taste the sweetness of your kiss. My only question now is, will you kiss me when I cry?