Can I Cry Now Novels & Stories

"Like you're crying." My voice breaks at my cowardliness. "It's tears of joy." No, I'm not crying, but I'm very close to becoming a sobering mess right this instant. Dear Cupid, next time hit us both.

I say. "I understand." Charlie says. "You are not goona tell him. Right?" Jasper asks, his brows raised. "No. I want one happy day with him. I am sorry but you guys will have to do it. I can't say goodbye to him. I can't-" I start crying too. These days, I have been crying a lot. I even searched if a person can cry alot . The answer was that they can't . Guess, these are just my days to cry.

It's useless because I know that there's nothing they can do about this particular one at the moment. I relieved the moment of pain in my life and it's only two things that'll help me get out of this mess. It's either I cry right now, or I pass out. Unfortunately, I can't cry. it's impossible for me to, I've tried over the years now and all that ever happened was tiny clouds in my eyes and that was it. So I think I'm going to pass out. I'm saying words, but I don't know what I'm saying.

I lean my head against the window, letting the tears slither down my cheeks. I don't even know why I'm crying like this. Am I crying because a guy I met two days ago doesn't talk to me now?

The Silvan's golden boy—sat down in my old ass couch next to me with crossed arms, observing me like I was a problem to be fixed, "Do you schedule your crying?" "No... not anymore," I responded, "I used to. But now that I'm adult, I allow myself complete freedom to cry whenever I want. Whenever I need to." Remington didn't laugh at me or looked at me like I was weird, he nodded. "I would do that too, if I had the need to cry. I would schedule the best time to do so," he murmured, nodding again. This time, it felt like approval and it made me smile, "Why did you feel the need right now?"

I can't keep breaking down, especially when I have to find a roof over my head and pay all the upcoming expenses. I let out a deep sigh and turned around. I couldn't take it anymore, and my tears started to flow. I'm not a crybaby, but I can't help it. I won't hold back, and I swear I feel terrible, to the point where I want to jump into the pool and never come out.

I don’t know why the full force of my loss and heartbreak has chosen this moment to manifest itself into a wave of desolation that makes me want to do nothing but cry, but I feel unspeakably awful right now. My cheeks burn with embarrassment at crying, but as my cries morph into twisting, heavy sobs, I realize this is the first time I’ve actually just let myself cry over this entire situation–a real, proper cry, not just a few shed tears that I’ve quickly swiped away. The sort of cry that’s cathartic, after all the misery.

As if each nod is a yes to a thought he’s thinking of. “I don’t know what will happen to me—” I didn’t finish my words as I collapsed myself to the floor and started bawling. I don’t care if I’m crying like a young girl who's furious why my ice cream melted right away. I don’t care if I look ridiculous. It’s just that...I need to let the emotions in my heart flow out of me in this manner. Through crying. “Hey,” he stroked my arm repeatedly. “It’s okay. I’m right here.”

Oh, my word, can the world just swallow me whole? I am completely frozen. I am trying my best not to cry this is too embarrassing. I cannot. SOMEONE SHOOT ME NOW!

Ciara's POV "Take me out of here." I breathed heavily. "Where to?" His fingers smoothed my face as his eyes searched mine. "Anywhere..." I shrugged, tilting my face to the sides. "Shopping... to see a horrible movie." I bit my lips hard to stop the tears from slipping out. I've been crying too much lately and I utterly hate it! I turned my head, so I'm staring at him. "Anywhere Cain as long as it's with you. I want you to take me somewhere." My voice cracked, and a shiver went down my spine after I confessed that aloud.