Crying Images Novels & Stories

“No, sir. I’m sorry, I-I’ll do better.” ”As you should.” Napapitlag si Ruby nang marahas na sumara ang pinto sa harapan niya. Pumikit siya nang mariin and before she knew it, she was already crying. Tumayo lang siya roon at hindi alam ang gagawin sa hawak niyang folder not until bumukas ulit ang pinto at dali-dali niyang punasan ang luha. “Were you crying?” Magkasalubong ang kilay ni Cassis nang tanungin iyon sa dalaga na mabilis umiling. For some reason, naalala niya ang imahe ng stripper noong umiyak ito sa harapan niya.

He's just faking it, crocodile tears. "Few years ago, my Addy was taken away from me." I bit my lip to stop myself from sobbing. Muli na namang bumalik ang sakit na naramdaman ko nung gabing muntik na akong mamatay. Then my baby River's body bathing on his own blood with his unclosed eyes that is full of unshed tears.

Nagbadyang tumulo ang mga luha ko, pero, pilit ko itong pinupuksa dahil ayoko kong makita nila akong mahina. Niyakap niya naman ako. “Alam ko ang nararamdaman mo. Ginagawa lamang natin ito para sa minamahal natin kaya ilabas mo lamang ito nang ilabas upang gumaan ang bigat na nararamdaman mo,” pagpapagaan niya nang loob ko. “Umiyak ka lang nang umiyak. Sometimes, crying serves as rainy clouds that tends to attack when they feel the weight because of the water who evaporated from the ground.”

Isinandal niya rin ang kanyang likuran sa dingding na kasalungat ng kinalalagyan nito. Grabbing his own hair as he groaned regretfully, dahan-dahan at hinayaan niyang kumawala ang ilang butil ng luha mula sa kanyang mga mata. Tears that suddenly came to him just like telling him it's fine to let it go because of the absence of eyes around him, inside the space where the only one who's allowed was himself, he burst out sobbing quietly. He looked like a child in his posture while he cries.

I ended up crying my eyes out but showed no emotion. What has just happened?

Tears continue to flowon my face thinking how it would be if I'm gone. Isa-isa kong binuklat ang mga larawan ng aming kasal.Mga ala-ala na lamang pala iyon at hindi na maibabalik pa ang mga ngiti sa aming mga labi kagaya ng mismong araw na iyon.Sana maibabalik ko pa ang araw na masaya pa kami.Maga araw na wala pa akong sakit. Wala pang Nathalie sa buhay ni Liam.Reality hurts and thats what I should accept.

They both cried harder holding their father's hand. I hugged them and cried with them too. The three of us are crying in so much pain Our cries and sobs are too painful to hear. Their little bodies are trembling begging for their father to wake up. “See that Daddy? Aren’t you gonna fight for this little angels? They are waiting for you. They are not mad at you.” Cy pulled out from our hug then he move closer to his unconscious father. She was staring at his face intently. Tinaas nito ang kamay niya at marahang hinaplos ang mukha ng daddy niya. Ang mga luha’y ayaw nang paawat. Ang mga mahihinang hikbi ay tuluyan nang lumakas.

Then my chest started hurting, and before I could stop it, tears came. Not pretty tears. Not cinematic, single-tear-down-the-cheek type. More like ugly, silent, nakakahiya kind of crying where you press your sleeve to your face because you don’t want even your own room to witness it. I cried for Jun, kahit hindi ko siya kilala. For Miro, who made jokes about fractions and probably grew up with a missing space he didn’t know how to name. For Marisol, who still smiled while carrying groceries, bills, medicine, and ghosts.

Binuhat ko ang anak ko at niyakap ng mahigpit, while my tears leaky down to my cheek. Seeing him crying it's kill me. I'm sorry baby...

empty. Nangilid ang mga luha niya sa kaisipang wala na ang baby niya. Nanikip ang d*bdib niya at para siyang hindi makahinga. Unti-unting bumagsak sa gilid ng mga mata niya ang mainit na luha kasabay ng panginginig ng kanyang labi. "Calm down. Crying is not the best thing to do right now."