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Then have some water from the bottle. “You didn't have to accompany me all the while. I can handle myself. I'm strong but sometimes I can't stop myself from breaking down when all the emotions take over me.” She said looking down. She was looking adorable with her red nose and flushed face. Her puffy eyes were cute too. “It's fine to cry sometimes. When we hold back our emotions for a long time it can lead to an emotional outburst. So it’s okay to cry sometimes.” She looked up at me and smiled a little.

nauutal ito dahil pinalilingidan na din ng luha. Agad kong pinunasan ang luha sa pisngi ko. It’s coming back… again. “Hindi, baby. Napuwing lang si Mommy.” Ngumiti ako para matabunan non ang luha sa mata ko. Tumayo ako at kinuha ang kamay nya. Pinapasok ko na siya sa loob at hinalikan sa noo. Nang magpaalam ako kay Kris ay hindi ko siya matingnan dahil baka mapansin niya ang napunasan ko na.

why I m feeling like these I took a shower tears are on my eyes I m feeling very low “STOP IT SHAKTI” I just shouted at myself for behaving like this..... You shouldn’t want to spend your tears on that idiot, fool. You don’t love anyone that’s all, I want to get busy with my work.... Then I start to do perfume, it’s my favourite thing to get busy with myself. Similarly, someone knocked on my door, I stride towards the door and opened it’s Shayari and my parents came to me What happened, babe.... Is everything okay? You even didn’t speak anything with us.... why do you look so upset..... Did anything went wrong.... Is your health okay?? My parents are questioning me one after another

That's the only thing that is keeping me sane. I don't know what's happening with me anymore. Everything unexpected has happened so why can't I get free. It can happen. I silently wiped the tears off my cheeks and temples. Crying will get me nothing, crying is weakness and I am not weak. I have gone through years of torture. I haven't cried in those years so I won't cry now either. I am strong. What's happening to me? Why am I thinking about this? And why I am crying for no reason. It's just like emotions are coming like waves one after one. My mind will explode if this continues. I think sleeping is best.

He's on the farm looking after the animals. "Why are my girls crying?" he asked, wondering. Mama Sally and I looked at each other and laughed because of our crying session. Maybe, getting old makes people emotional. I was verklempt before, but not as much as I am now. Sometimes, no matter how hard you try to suppress a feeling, when it reaches the core of your emotion, you have no option but to give in and let it all out. "We were just talking about something, and our tears fell involuntarily," Mama Sally explained. I seconded it.

I can't cry, not at least before these people, because my tears are special and they cause me so much physical loss too. Mermaids' tears turn into pearls when they dry up, and that is similar to being bled if we lose too much of tears. It makes us weak. I already cried a lot yesterday and for that sake, I felt so weak in the morning that I wasn't able to open my eyes. So I should halt myself from being moody, as I decided that I will follow my parent's arrangement I will not cry anymore, at least I can try not to. I tried my best to not give up on my mood, but damn, that man, why he has to be here before me when I am trying the hell out of me to stop my tears.

Matt didn’t even come to class, and he never misses class. I let the water hide the tears pouring out of my eyes. I hate myself for caring so much, but I can’t help myself at the same time. I opened my heart to Matt even when I wasn’t sure about it. I decided to throw caution to the wind and look at where it got me.

🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀 I felt the tears welling up inside me, a dam about to burst. I tried to hold them back, to stem the tide of emotions that threatened to overwhelm me. But it was no use. The floodgates opened, and I was consumed by a torrent of grief. I sobbed uncontrollably, my body shaking with each ragged breath. Tears streamed down my face, hot and salty, as I wailed in anguish. I felt like I was drowning in my own sorrow, unable to escape the crushing weight of my emotions.

That was when I opened my eyes as I felt my tears that I tried so hard to keep them at bay, eventually gushed out like the July rain drops, I Started another session of an uncontrollable tears, I cried for God knows how long, now am lonely, I meant totally lonely, with no one to rely to, no one to tell me, what am doing is wrong or right, no one to make me laugh when am sad, no one to cater for me, when I need catering, then I stood up as I started walking to the stream the stream that has so much memories, because me, my dad and mum, usually come here to have a bathe, to feel the tranquility of the waters, then I deep myself into the waters as I felt nothing but immense pain, the kind of pa

I yell because that is the last thing I want to think about right now. Knowing that it is most likely true, I feel the tears build up in the corners of my eyes, until they can’t hold anymore and the dam breaks. When I feel them cascade down my cheeks, I wipe them as soon as they escape. How dare my own body betray me like this.