Crying Silently Quotes Novels & Stories

Agad akong tumakbo papunta sa loob ng banyo nang marinig ko ang yabag niya pabalik sa loob ng aming kwarto. I was silently crying inside. Pigil na pigil ko ang aking hikbi, natatakot na baka marinig niya 'ko. I tried to wiped my tears away but they just keep on falling! Damn it!

"Luca, look at me." Humarap siya sa akin, and my heart shattered. There’s a kind of sadness in his eyes, yung tipong parang isang tula na punong-puno ng mga salitang hindi kayang bigkasin. It was the silence of a falling star, beautiful but tragic. "Ciara," bulong niya, his voice barely audible. "Everything is slipping away. Parang buhangin na kahit anong higpit ng hawak ko, kumakawala pa rin sa pagitan ng mga daliri ko."

Her voice cracked again, this time because of a sore throat. Onetime, you get isolated in a dark room, you have no one to hold, and you are scared, clasped your both hands. When you are down, think of funny things and laugh. When you are crying, cry it all out, later wipes your own tears. When you are lying down on one's stomach, lift up yourself. You can be your own version of the hero, and knight to yourself like how Eleuthera Augustine encouraged herself to withstand the fight.

Sila na ang namamahala. My eyes were partly shut, and I heard it being played as I rested my head on the table. Sandaling naimulat ko ang mga mata at nakita ko ang video nito. So this is it? Is this the end of everything? My mind speaks. Hinayaan ko ito at pumatak na ang luha sa mga mata ko. Big boys don't cry, but here I am, crying silently. "It's okay to cry, Reeve because sometimes real man do cry, bro." Ang baritonong boses na ito ang nagpatigil sa hagulgol ko.

Minsanan nilang ginagamit ang kanilang bilis at minsanan naman ay normal silang naglalakad upang hindi sila mapagod nang husto. Vreihya is crying silently while biting her lip in order to keep the sobs to herself. She felt guilt all over her mind because of what she had done. She felt the anger that Mino has for her dahil sa kaniyang ginawa. She doesn't have the courage to explain because she is drowning on her own thought.

Hiyaw ko at dinuro siya. Hindi ko mapigilan ang emosyon at pighati sa puso ko. Ang hirap at ang bigat sa dibdib bigkasin ang katagang 'Namatay ang anak ko.' "Mommy," I gaze at my mother is now silently crying with a cover in her mouth not to make sounds.

Isang mapusok na halik ngunit hindi na niya napigilan ang kaniyang luha. She cried silently.

I want to cry but I can’t seem to do it right now, so what should I do? Umangat ang kamay ko at lumapat iyon sa pisngi ko pababa sa panga. Nang hindi makuntento ay pumisil ako sa tungki ng ilong ko at yumuko. Inangat ko ang tuhod ko at pinatong doon ang noo ko habang nakapikit.

Hindi ko sya hinarap dahil hindi ko kakayaning makita sya, mas lalo ko lang sisisihin ang sarili ko. "Fuck, why are you crying?!"

Walang orasan, walang bintana, walang kahit anong palatandaan kung buhay ka pa ba o gumagalaw lang dahil kailangan. All that's left is the sound of my breathing. Minsan mabagal, minsan mabilis, pero kadalasan... puno ng takot, puno ng kirot, puno ng tanong. And even in silence, the voices still come back. Kahit ilang gamot, kahit ilang beses akong yakapin ng malamig na kumot, hindi sila tumitigil. Paulit-ulit nilang sinasabi na wala akong silbi, sinira ko ang buhay niya, wala nang nagmamahal sa'kin, at wala nang babalik.