But he didn't want to cry alone in the dark.

It used to make me want to cry to look at them.

The hope in her eyes made me want to cry, because I just wasn't sure.

She wanted to cry for the boy he had been.

At first, I wanted to cry in front of everyone.

But why did I want to cry all the time?

He did not want to cry in front of his father.

Who wants to cry all the way through a book?

In truth, she wanted to cry again, if for a different reason.

I didn't want to cry in front of a woman.