Open When Youre Sad Novels & Stories

"You're usually like an open book to me, but tonight. The moment you sat down across from me I felt the change in you. What is it?" "I," is all I'm able to say. I try swallowing, I breathe through my nose. Is like there's rock trapped between my vocal cords. It is frustrating trying to express something that's been killing you, hunting you, and now, now instead of words tears were the only thing coming out of me. "I'm sorry."

" I'm sorry I shouldn't be this upset. " " Maybe you and the kids need a break ? Don't apologize , I'd be in the same state. You're my friend and it hurts to see you this upset. " " I am and I hate feeling like this . " " Are you game ? " " Yes I'm game ." ©#KCMmuoe

She missed him desperately, and she didn't know what to do. Feeling the weight of her emotions crushing her spirit, she decided to seek solace in the comfort of a local bar. As she pushed open the door, the inviting warmth and the lively chatter enveloped her like a reassuring embrace. It was a welcomed respite, a temporary haven away from the suffocating sadness that had plagued her.

I felt little eyes all shift to me as I smiled weakly at her, pinching her chin gently. “No sweetie. Sometimes people get sad because of what they have done and not because of other people. Okay?” I asked her as Maya got up from the floor coming towards me. “Are you sad that we are here?” She asked me as I chuckled, calling her closer. “I would never be sad because of you. You are brighten up my life. So how could I be sad?” I asked them, as they smiled weakly at me. “I promise never to be sad with you, okay?” I asked them, as they smiled weakly. I pulled Oaklyn in a hug, kissing her temple as all of them swarmed over for hugs.’

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*EMILY* As I walked through the door of my apartment, a wave of overwhelming sadness crashed over me. The weight of my burden pressed heavily upon my shoulders, threatening to shatter the fragile facade of strength I had painstakingly constructed. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision as I stumbled towards the couch, my legs buckling beneath the weight of my sorrow.

Marina Sadness is the chance to learn about yourself and your soul; it's when your heart opens its windows and doors. Now, as tears stream down my face, I realize how much Adam truly meant to me, how much joy his smile brought me, and how much I truly loved him. I'm stranded, crashing while my mind calls his name, but there is no answer; Adam doesn't call my name as I shout his. There is only silence slithering around me as memories of us play on repeat inside my head.

‘I'm sorry, I'm broken, I'm so fucking sorry, please don't hate me’ But when the doors slide open, the words die in my throat.

Emily pulls away and looks up at me, her bright smile slightly faltering when she realizes what it is that she has done. “I am so sorry,” she breathes out, “I don’t know what came over me.” “It’s okay,” I reassure her, “I…” I hesitate for a brief moment before opening my mouth once again, “you can do that whenever you want, Emily. It does not matter if you are happy or sad, I will always be here to hold you when you need it.”

Normally not an emotional person it was weird that he could make her cry so easily but she knew it was the guilt of forgetting that one small detail that changed the course of hers and his life. “Sweetheart, it is nothing to get upset over.” He said as he wrapped his good arm around her and pulled her closer to him. He could feel the sobs that racked her tiny body. He felt more guilty for saying something, and it felt like he had cut his own heart out when he realized she was crying. “Honey, don’t. Please don’t cry.” “Mack, I thought I lost you.” She said softly. “Now you’re here, and you thought it was you. That hurts.”