Novel & Cerita My Tears Burn My Eyes

Warmth seeped through as teardrops soaked his shirt. "Hey, hey... it's okay ...." I pushed Jay's chest. "Get lost! Why do you always make my eyes hot?" I grumbled. My sobs probably sounded sharp, similar to a female cat having a tantrum. Let it go. "Ah, your eyes are burning? Then, it can't be helped!" Jay then widened the eyelid with his finger, then constantly blowing alternately. "Silly vampire! What the hell do you want?" "Shut up, I'm soothing your eyes. Too bad you can't see my handsome face," Jay teased.

If I had a wish, it’d be to walk out of this shower free of guilt and fear but yeah, that would be asking for more than I’d been given. “Your lot in life could be worse,” an awful attempt at a pep talk. Sleep is really starting to knock on my consciousness at this point. Soaps got into my eyes as I tried to rinse the rest of the day… I mean… soap off but no matter how hard I try, I can't get my eyes clear. “What the f**k,” my eyes are burning so bad, buckling over and heaving on the ground, the little bit of dinner I had evacuated my body.

at the s for you to your to your to your to your to your to your to your you to your to your to your to your to your to your to your to your to your to your she to your to your to His eyes were as beautiful as those of Mateo, like exactly the same eyes that I sometimes wondered if I was staring at those of Mateo. I refused to let tears slide down my cheeks, not anymore. I can't keep making myself a slave and a weak, helpless girl. I won't do tears again because it makes me feel so weak inside of me. Although sometimes I wish I could better shed those tears, there are days when it feels like my heart has been ripped from my chest due to the pains I have held within it. all thanks to Apple Mus

Chapter Four My eyes started to burn as tears pricked at them. I was so stupid to think that they loved me, that they wanted the best for me like I had wanted for them. I closed my eyes, feeling a tear slip down my cheek. Reaching up, I scrubbed that tear away and opened my eyes. Blinking rapidly, I wasn’t going to cry over them.

It's as if he can see the pain in my eyes and knows exactly what I'm going through. "Bella," He sighs, and it's like he just turned on the faucet for my tears. The emotions well up within me, and I can't hold back the flood of tears that stream down my cheeks. I did not plan on crying, but his sympathetic gaze pierces through my defenses, evoking a deep sense of sadness that overflows into tears.

I reached out and brushed my hand across her cheek, wiping away the tear clinging there. “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice high with panic. She blinked at me, a little stunned. “I’m not crying anymore, I swear,” she added with a sniffle trying to sound brave. I tightened my grip on her shoulder. “Tears of grief!” I shouted. The moment I named it, the tear shimmered with power. The pain she had felt, the heartbreak, the fear of losing me it transformed into a luminous barrier of water between us and the dark flames.

Zebastian's point of view I felt like I had experienced everything bad in life as she turned her back on me. I tried to catch up with her, but she was gone. I'm not sure why it has to happen. Why did she give up so easily, making me feel less than who I am now? My eyes welled up with tears, and I could feel my body weakening. I couldn't get myself out of my chair. I can't even look around because there's nothing visible. Because of the tears in my eyes, my vision became blurry.

But this time, I couldn't even reach out to clean my eyes when thick stinging tears ran down my eyes and blurred my vision. TBC

I stared hard at the fire that was slowly burning in front of me. Tears stream down your face When you lose something you can't replace Tears stream down your face And I Tears stream down your face I promise you I will learn from my mistake Tears stream down your face And I I stared intently at the fire. It reminded me of something I never wanted to remember. I tried so hard not to. Now, I just couldn't. All the memories came flooding right back. Kicking me so hard in the gut, slapping me in the face, taunting me. I couldn't stop them now. I didn't know why I had no control over them now. I felt so weak. I hugged myself really tightly.

He smiled showing a full set of his teeth. “Why?” My voice breaks, the hurt coming to the surface as tears cloud my tear duct threatening to spill. “Stop crying when you hurt, I hurt too.” His fingers caged the tear from my tear lid. “I hurt without you and hurt more when you tear up. Don’t cry because I’ll burn this world into ashes, a sullen mud of pitiable debris if one more tear slid down these pretty blue eyes of yours.”