You always found yourself crying about something. You couldn't help it, you were easily overwhelmed and needed to process it immediately.

David, ever the compassionate one, would each time stick by you to try and figure out what was happening so he could calm you down.

Whatever it was you were crying about now, David was just as frantic to get you to talk. He quietly shushed you and wiped your tears as they fell. "C'mon, baby, what's wrong?"