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When I need to cry

Sometimes, when I'm feeling a bit blue, when the sads take hold and I can't shake them, when the darkness gets too dark, sometimes I just want to cry. Yet sometimes the tears won't come. That's when I turn to my sad songs. They're usually just enough to break the wall and let the salty tears run free. 

Goodbye to You (Unplugged Version) - Michelle Branch

This song features at the end of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer Episode "Tabula Rasa" (S06E08). Michelle Branch perform it live at The Bronze and as it plays we watch Giles fly away to England leaving Buffy to deal with the harsh realities of life and see Tara packing her things and moving out after breaking up with Willow. The realtionship between Tara and Willow was always one of my very favourites and not only does this song remind me of their breakup but also of the things to come later at the end of the season. It reduces me to a blubbering mess.
 

The Special Two - Missy Higgins

The Sound of White - Missy Higgins

The Sound of White became important to me after a very special person in my life passed away. When I listen to it I think of her looking down at me from above.
 

I'm Not Yours - Angus & Julia Stone

All of Me - Angus & Julia Stone

This brother and sister combo are two of my favourite singer/songwriters

 

Goodbye My Lover - James Blunt

You're Beautiful - James Blunt

Lots of people hang shit on James Blunt but the album "Back to Bedlam" will always be one of my favourites. The themes of unrequited love in You're Beautiful and lost love in Goodbye My Lover will always move me to tears.


 A Thousand Miles - Vanessa Carlton

I would walk a thousand miles for love. I'd do anything for love. This song puts that feeling into the words I could never say.

 

Iris - The Goo Goo Dolls

Featured in the film City of Angels, anyone who has seen it should know why this song is so heartbreaking

 

Love The Way You Lie - Eminem & Rihanna

Not a typical love song, and based on a destructive relationship, there is still something about this song that touches me.


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