My Tears Burn My Eyes Novels & Stories

The smell was heavy, and it made it difficult to breathe properly. My eyes burned from crying so much. At first, the tears had come non-stop, hot and heavy, soaking my face and shirt until I could barely see anything clearly. I had cried for hours, my chest rising and falling painfully, my throat sore from all the sounds that kept coming out of me.

she spits, tears burning her eyes. I inhale. My body wobbles and the invisible thread holding me in place breaks. My eyes hurt. Tears well up and a single tear drops and rolls down my cheek.

Her eyes were already filled with tears, each burning drop slowly rolled down her cheek, then shattered into hundreds of thousands of tiny pieces. In her eyes gradually burned a kind of emotion, like lava, burning to the extreme. It was like a pan of oil that was boiling hot. Her tears gradually stopped falling, not flying down. Now, only a patch of fog remained where the waves of the eyes glittered. There was a fierce determination in Oralie's eyes.

I wanted to shake him until I understood why he had changed so much. But I was simply Ariezel, and I couldn't do anything but watch in silence. A burning feeling which felt so foreign now cane again. This time I couldn't hold it back. Couldn't bear it... Fire trailed down my cheeks, it took a touch for me to realize what they were. Tears. I looked up and all I saw was the sight in front of me. At that moment tearing my eyes out felt like a better option, yet the burning sensation I felt never stopped.

Fire. As I closed my eyes, tears teetered on the lids, and my lips burned. The liquor scorched everything in its wake. From my tongue to my throat, the heat left a blistering trail all the way to my stomach. And then the fire dimmed. Warmth radiated to my fingers and toes, leaving me calmer than only moments before. Karen took the glass from my hand and asked, "Would you like another?"

My cheek stings and tears fill my eyes. “DON’T TELL ME NO!” He screams. I can feel the heat of his breath on me and I drop my eyes to the floor. My tears betray me and fall with each blink of my eyes. My cheek throbs and I know it’s going to bruise. I force myself to disconnect and focus on the color of the flooring.

His body was motionless As if feeling my stare his head turned to look at me Our eyes met and I was thanking moongoddess Thanking her for keeping him alive His baby blue eyes were potraying all his emotions Pain,happiness,fear and that one thing which I yearned for each day of my life His Love My anger got intensified when I saw teardrops in his eyes. I have never seen him cry before but today seeing his like this,broke me. I wanted him strong . Strongest of all Fearless of all I knew these tears were not his weakness but a depiction of his pain. And his pain burned my insides to kill these people who did this. I wanted them all dead, but not a peaceful death but one which is merciless ,one

My eyes burn. I don’t know how long I’ve been crying—minutes, hours, I can’t tell—but the tears won’t stop. They keep pouring down my cheeks like they’re trying to drown the panic sitting heavy and cold in my chest. My throat aches from screaming. My wrists burn from the ropes. My legs feel numb from being forced into the same position for too long. The room is quiet now, too quiet, except for my sobs echoing softly off the concrete walls.

The burning spreading. “Arthur”, I cried, tears streaming from my face.

So with every ounce of my strength, I dragged his unconscious body outside before collapsing beside him. I woke up in the hospital with a permanent burn scar on the back of my neck. Back then, I only had one thought. "At least Judd's okay." It never crossed my mind that he would mistake Megan for his savior, or that we would end up here. My silence seemed to give him the answer he needed. Tears began streaming down his face as he covered his eyes, and his shoulders shook violently. "I'm so sorry… I had no idea…" After crying for a while, he looked up with a strange glint in his eyes.