Mga Mata Y Nawalan Ng Luha Novels & Stories

It was scattered, flying here and down, and that was when I was satisfied. My fists pounded the bedframe, the sound reverberating through the room. I was in a force of nature, unstoppable. Tears streamed down my face, mixing with my anger. Why must we be denied? I grabbed my lamp and flung it across the room. It hit the curtains and fell to the floor, destroying its usage. It shattered against the floor.

Luna The tears in my eyes dried as I wiped them away with the back of my hand, leaving behind a salty residue. I took a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief wash over me as I let go of the emotions that had overwhelmed me. Forget it as if it were a beautiful dream—a week in paradise now shattered by reality.

sabi pa nito at umayos narin sabay pikit ng mga mata. Bangunngutin ka sanang hayop ka. Napatingin nalamang ako sa labas ng bintana at bigla namasa ang aking mga mata hanggang sa tumulo na ang luha ko. Ako na siguro ang pinakamalas.

The door slams shut after me and I take a moment to allow everything to sink in before starting my car and driving away. The windshield and road beyond it blur as tears fog my vision. I do my best to blink them away. When it becomes impossible to blink the tears away, I pull over along the side of the road and finally allow myself to cry. Tears stream down my face, leaving it feeling hot and sticky. I mourn the loss of my mate and the family I will never get to have.

'MATE' If I could cry, this would be that moment. I was right; they were my mates. We were fated, mates. I yelped and jumped on them. Their laughter echoed softly in the quiet night, relief and joy laced in the sound. Their eyes shone with a mixture of pride and affection as they gazed at me, their sandy-coloured, blue-eyed she-wolf.

The soft whispers of the wind brushed against the glass, whispering secrets of a world I longed to escape to. I ran a hand through my tousled, tangled hair, the strands a reflection of the chaos in my mind. The mirror before me revealed eyes swollen and puffy, the unmistakable aftermath of relentless tears that had streamed down my face until exhaustion finally claimed me. They stared back at me, mirrors of the soul, reflecting the raw anguish that consumed me.

“Ano ba? Are you mute? Naiintindihan mo ba ako? Ano?!” Maging si Pearl ay napatahimik sa sigaw ko. Kumibot ang labi ng lalaki at maya-maya pa ay bigla itong humikbi. Yumugyog ang malapad nitong balikat habang napuno ng luha ang itim nitong mga mata. Umawang ang bibig ko. “What the..”

The sound of the water provided a gentle cover for her sorrow. As she turned off the faucet, Shanaya wrapped the towel around her frame and faced the mirror. With her palm, she wiped away the fog on the mirror, revealing her reflection. Her swollen, red eyes stood as evidence of her tears, while her red nose and exhausted face showcased the toll her emotions had taken. In that moment, the mirror became a cruel reminder of her misery, reflecting back the pain and anguish she felt deep within.

Sinilip niya ang mukha ko. "Uh, du-dun pala yung sasakyan mo." Nalilitong aniya ko. "Shh, calm down please." Napasinghap ako ng tumulo na naman ang luha ko. Naglikot ang mga mata ko at hindi ko na alam kung saan ako titingin. "Shhh" pag alo niya pa sa akin. I felt him wipe away my tears.

Didn’t care. The room looked the same. Too big. Too clean. Too empty. Like nothing had happened here. Like I hadn’t cried until my throat bled just hours ago. I swallowed hard, forcing the lump in my throat down. “Get up,” I muttered to myself, voice hoarse, rough from everything I’d cried out yesterday. “Just… get up.”