Orphan Tears Lyrics Novels & Stories

I looked upon the sky to prevent the tears from my eyes to crawl down from my lashes. " Dilan, Baby? Are you listening? I missed you, I know I've done so many stupid things and I never told you how much you mean to me, how much I love you, I wish you knew how much it destroyed me when you left." I hurriedly wiped the tears on my eyes and laughed like stupid I should not cry, Dilan will never be happy if he sees me crying. The ocean is quiet, the smell of the fresh air and the coldness of the wind that makes my heart float from mid-air.

My screams grow louder, filling the silence, as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. My throat burns from the tears and the raw screams that escape me, and in that moment, I realize I have more tears inside me than words to express my pain. So, I cry. I cry until my eyes feel heavy and no more tears can flow. I’m not just crying for Richie; I’m crying for myself, for my dad, and for every single thing that has been weighing heavily on my heart. Each sob feels like a release, an acknowledgment of the struggles I’ve been facing, and I allow myself to feel every bit of it.

She had witnessed his vulnerability and strength intertwined, and she knew that his tears were an expression of a deep longing for the love he had lost. Tiger's shoulders trembled with silent sobs, his grief echoing through the room. Christiana held him close, offering solace through her touch. She understood that sometimes, tears were the only way to release the weight of cherished memories and unspoken emotions. As Tiger's tears subsided, Christiana brushed a strand of hair away from his tear-streaked face. She whispered softly, "Tell me about your childhood, Tiger. Tell me about the moments that shaped you."

The money I had left was less than ten thousand naira after sending most of it to my mom. After cleaning my room and taking a bath, I felt empty. This wasn’t my body anymore, it felt foreign, like something had been stolen and could never be returned. As I stepped out of my room again, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. I turned back and threw myself onto the bed, my knees hitting the floor. My body shook with agony. But no amount of tears could bring back who I was before. It was gone, and gone forever.

I took the supermarket flowers from the windowsill I threw the day old tea from the cup Packed up the photo album Matthew had made Memories of a life that's been loved Took the get well soon cards and stuffed animals Poured the old ginger beer down the sink Dad always told me, "don't you cry when you're down" But mum, there's a tear every time that I blink The bed sink under the weight of someone making me open my eyes to face my Josh who smiled before he was opening his mouth as he sang the next verse Oh I'm in pieces, it's tearing me up, but I know

“How could she be dead? It was just medicine texts. Aithne went through them loads of times and nothing ever happened…” But I wouldn’t answer him anymore. Once upon a time, I would have wiped away his tears. But now, I could no longer touch them. And I didn’t want to, either. His tears had come far too late. Several elders flew over in no time. By then, Parents were crying so hard that they couldn't breathe properly—Mother had even fainted. The head priestess saw the scene and her face twisted with shock and blazing fury. Only Aithne stood to the side, fists clenched, her expression truly terrifying.

"Tristan, can you give me another chance? I made a mistake. I really did! "I really don't want to lose you because of that jerk. If you give me another chance, I promise I'll make it up to you in the future." I sighed and looked at her. "There are some things that can never return to the way they were. If a simple apology could solve the problem, there wouldn't be so many tragedies in the world." I closed the door without hesitation. No matter how much Callista banged on it, I did not open it again. After half an hour, the sound of Callista's voice outside finally died down, and I received a message from her, saying, "I'll make it up to you for what happened with Jeffrey!"

I whisper, tears appearing in my eyes. "I cry over the smallest things... All those years ago....I let... let him walk all over me... I let him talk to me like I was dirt underneath his shoe.... I didn't do anything to show that I was strong and capable. I'm weak." I sniffle tears slowly falling from my eyes, as I remember the past I've tried so hard to forget. "No Ilaria. You're healing. That's different." Abbey said with sadness in her voice. Sniffles escape my chest as I shuffle on my bed, moving to lie down so I can rest my face in the pillow.

But it didn't, however a fresh new batch of tears leaked through my eyes, wetting the side of my face. Oh, how much I fucking miss you, daddy. I sucked in my trembling lower lip, hoping the feeling of loneliness would go away. As my heart continued to pour all the pain out, I kept my orbs fixed on the moving white cotton candies. "Dad...I wish y-you were here with me r-right now..." I quietly trailed off as another tear trailed down the side towards my earshell. The song changed into a new one, taking away the memories but it couldn't take the ache away, however it did calm me down a tiny bit.

Her floral scent immediately filled both my nose and heart with glee. I held her safety in my arms and didn’t hear anything from her. Until I looked down and saw that she was crying silently. My heart ached seeing her tear-stained face. I knew just how hard losing a parent was. But I hadn’t anticipated how hard it must be for an orphan who never actually got to meet her parents. “Heyyyy.” I pulled away from her to use my fingers to lift up her chin. Her eyes were tearstained and red already. “I’m sorry.” I say as I slowly begin to kiss away her tears. I should have thought it through before picking out a movie that addresses themes of abandonment and grief.