A Single Tear Novels & Stories

“Find me. You always do.” Her breath caught. A single tear slipped down her cheek. And she didn’t know why.

A single tear slipped down my cheek and splashed onto the photograph. "Yes." I whispered. "I understand."

Yet, beneath the surface, a lingering emptiness persisted, a quiet echo of emotions not fully addressed. As the night descended into darkness, I lifted my gaze to the sky, only to find a sparse scattering of stars, the big moon conspicuously absent. The beauty of the night, akin to Shawn's presence in my life, felt momentarily snatched away. A lone tear, an unbidden emissary of emotion, escaped my eyes, an involuntary acknowledgment of a pain I wished to overlook. My swelling heart, burdened by unspoken sentiments, struggled to erase the tear's silent trail.

The sheets torn. And on the floor, a single drop of blood.

I don't know why but my heart felt like it's shuttering into tiny pieces when I saw how his lone tear fell from his left eye. I read an article before that when a person's tear fell from its left eye, it means sadness... Is he sad? Why? Do he have the right? "You're the only person that I treasure except from my family. You're the only woman that I desire despite of the others judgement towards you. I love you baby... All of you... From your perfection to imperfections... I love everything about you including your flaws... But why can't you see it? Feel it? I'm very possessive to you because I only want you to myself. Just mine." he lowered his head and let it rest on my chest.

I am sorry. A tear escaped from his eyes.

She closed her eyes, and a single tear finally escaped, sliding down her cheek like a quiet surrender. .

Tears streamed down his face, a silent testament to the profound grief that gripped his heart. Levi, once a pillar of strength, faced the heart-wrenching reality before him. "Sorry, he's gone," he uttered, the weight of sorrow etched in his voice. A solitary tear, a poignant teardrop, escaped Levi's eyes, marking an acknowledgment of loss and an expression of the profound emotions coursing through him.

I cry for them. The warm golden glow begins to grow out of Trev as more of my tears fall on him. And it dawns on me. My tears, they can heal. My body, my mind, my soul, can harm and kill in an instant. But, my tears, can save the wounded, mend the broken. My empathy can be the salvation. I can just as easily kill as I can cure. So, I cry some more. The more I cry, the faster his wounds stitch back together. Color returns to his face and his eyes open to look at me as if I am an angel. Trev reaches a hand up and holds my face as my tears keep streaming down.

she screams at me, moving so fast I could barely catch the outline of her body disappearing further into the darkness. " Sarah my love, please come back," I plead with her. To scared to chase after her afraid that if I followed her I would only push her further into the darkness and would lose her completely to the shadows. Bending over on my knees I brought my head down to the black surface, cringing at the pain inside of my chest as my heart shattered into pieces. A lone tear escaped my right eye gliding down my cheek. It has been hundreds of years sense I've let myself feel any kind of pain let alone shed a tear for another soul. I wish so much that I could go back to that day and change