cry with something

But my man had been crying for real, with no one else around.

He didn't want to cry with the other people there.

And just as suddenly he found himself crying with a smile still on his face.

He wanted to cry with her, but there was no time.

She was the sort ready to cry with anyone and everyone.

Why should I come crying to you with the answers when they mean so little to me?

He cried with her, and they held each other like that for a long time.

Then she was crying with her head down and both hands holding the bar.

She cried at me with the last of her strength.

They cried with them, too, and that was still better than words.