One Piece Crying Novels & Stories

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~

I said as I rose to my feet, Vincenzo draping his coat around me. I then glared at Marco and continued, "Do you know that your mother was just about to kill me? Do you know that if Vincenzo hadn't arrived, I would be at the bottom of the Sanguine River right now? You don't. You're clueless about everything. You only care about Fiora, your 'last time,' and how hard everything is for you." Marco's eyes welled up with tears. "I'm sorry, Lina. I—"

There was no way of stopping my hand as it shot up, pressing hard over my mouth as I tired to stifle the scream that tore it's way up my throat and passed my lips. The girl, staring back at me in the mirror, looked broken beyond repair. Hair twisted in knots, as if it had been caught out in the wind all day. My once nice purple long sleeve shirt and jeans now torn and crumpled, like each piece of clothing had been raked against tree after tree, shredding the fibers. Still, the one thing that my left eye couldn't look away from, was the blistering frost bite that ran across the other side of my face, where my once cool artic blue eye sparkled, mesmerising those in it's sight. The putrid smell

Agony tore through me like a blade, each word a searing wound that cut into my heart. "He's hurt!" The words echoed like a scream inside my skull, a relentless reminder of the pain that was unfolding before me. "B—Bonbon!" My cry was a raw, guttural sound, ripped from the depths of my soul as I witnessed my small friend's suffering. "Id—Idrish strong. Id—Idrish f—f—fight!" A single tear welled up in Bonbon's eye, a shimmering testament to his anguish. Pranaiahn tears were a rarity, carrying the weight of profound longing and sorrow. Their single eyes rarely shed tears, but when they did, those tears held emotions that were both beautiful and devastating.

I don't know how long we stay in each other's arms crying, I don't know what's going on around us, I only know that Jareth is destroyed and that I'm breaking to pieces. There are no questions, I don't hear the cameras clicking pictures. I can only hear Jareth's racing heart and his crying that mixes with the sound of my tears. The pain is evident, so much so that, we separate and continue to cry. His eyes red from crying and his cheeks wet, showed that a waterfall had come out of his eyes at the pain he feels.

today I was humiliated by a little girl for being a bad mother, but no one knows the mother in me was dead while watching a dead figure who'll answer to my grievance no one literally no one can feel it, no one can know the pain in my heart because only I know the wound of past which is burning me every day, whenever I heard his crying I wanted to run near him and hold him in my arms but I pushed him away its because of you but who knows all these things other than you and me" she is sitting on ground and crying painfully while holding her head which can make even a stone to shed tears okay guys what do you think about that past Victoria Royece hiding from everyone???

"I'm fine. Thank you... Nori." "Master... as a brain enhancement, I can tell you're unstable!" "I said I'm fine!" "Master, if you're going to continue, you need to calm down!" "I'm calm, Nori!" "Everything is fine, master. You don't need to hold back tears!" "Nori... why am I crying? God damn it! Why?" "That's because... you're human. Crying isn't a crime. It's within your nature." |...| Five minutes passed already, Miles... How pathetic of you.

🥀 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.

The tears flow uncontrollably, a river of grief that refuses to dry up. As I cry, I hear a knock at the door. It's soft, hesitant, as if the person on the other side is unsure if they should disturb me. I freeze, my heart racing with fear. Who could it be? Adrian, come to gloat over my misery? To smirk and tell me how I'm his prisoner? "Go away!" I yell, my voice hoarse from crying. I just wanted to be alone, maybe even die here. I don't even know how I feel right now... The tears wouldn't stop flowing.

Luna sat down next to me, her hand resting affectionately on mine and squeezing it in an attempt to give me strength and encouragement. “If you can't talk, don't,” Luna said gently, and I closed my eyes tightly. “But you have to cry. Whatever is bothering you, you're going to let it out by crying. I know because I can see that you're holding back more than you think. I can sense a deep sadness, and that can only be released if you cry with all your strength.” And that's what I did. I cried over the curse that had fallen upon me, and I cried over the loneliness of my soul.