So, I just finished re-reading the book thief... And I didn't cry. Sure, I came quite close to crying, but I didn't cry.

And that itself makes me sad

You see, I've read the book about 4 times till now, and excluding the last read, I've cried every single time. And the fact that my favorite book can't make me cry anymore is something that really saddens me. I love the book. I love it's word use, the poetic sentences, the attachment I have to each character, and more. But now, I can't cry on them.

*Sigh*

I miss that feeling.