Novel & Cerita Quotes About Silent Tears

Not a second time. “I can’t,” I whispered. “What’s wrong?” he repeated, more insistent this time. It was like I hadn’t been thinking about it all along, and now that I was, the dam came tumbling down. Silent tears spilled out of my eyes and streaked down my cheeks onto the bed. “Oh, Kaitlyn – no… don’t,” he whispered tenderly, and cupped my face in his hands. “Please, don’t…” I closed my eyes and smiled a little through the tears – a bitterly sad smile. “I’m sorry, I just… I can’t.”

He had always cared so much for her and had always been there for her since they were children. However, he suddenly disappeared from her life during the best years of their lives, and she could no longer find him. Silvia's heart would ache at the thought of him. Suddenly, she burst into tears. Then, a large hand reached over and switched off the screen. Silvia's eyes were still full of tears, but she could sense that Jayden approached her. "What are you trying to do?" He handed her a piece of tissue and said, " Wipe off your tears. In this world, nothing can be solved by crying."

At this point, weeping was the only solution. Covering my lips so I wouldn't end up wailing, I shut my eyes, leaned my hand on the sink, whimpering in my palm. As I wept, it made my feet and knee weaker. Was I supposed to be in hard tears? Or was I supposed to cry silently? Unable to decide on what to do, I crouched beside the cupboard below the sink, tugging my stomach with my hand, still weeping in my palm. "Love hurts," I muttered silently. Silent to the point that even a cockroach beside me wouldn't hear the words I had mentioned.

But in the crushing silence of an apartment that was no longer a home, it was everything. “Yeah,” I whispered into the dark, a single tear tracing a cold path to my pillow. “Me too.”

“What do you know about love? A man like you. Cold and brooding surely knows nothing about love.” Zaydeen’s countenance dropped, like he was disappointed, but his eyes still burned with that quiet flame of desire. “I may not know about love, but I know for sure that this is not what you deserve.” The tears at the corner of my eyes slid down, and I blinked gently, looking away to control them, but I couldn’t help it because they kept coming down, sliding lower and lower. The tears weren’t loud. They were not the type that racked sobs around my throat. They were not the ones that required me to throw things, fall on the floor, and wallow, but they were the silent ones that had concealed all my

“Don't get teary. You'll ruin the make-up.” I blink my tears in and heave a sigh. “Isn't life so mysterious?” I thought.

“You don’t get to say my name like that anymore.” Behind her, the five versions of me began to fade, melting into the air like mist. Only one remained—the silent one. Brandy turned to her and smiled. “You see, Maya, silence is power. You taught me that. But you never learned how to use it.” The silent version walked toward me. Her eyes were empty. I could see my reflection inside them—broken, small, scared. Then she reached out and touched my face. It was like being hit by a memory—flashes of every loss, every moment I’d chosen to stay quiet when I should have screamed.

Th⁠en he added— “But I’m cho‍os⁠ing not to.” Silence stretc⁠h⁠e⁠d betwe‌en them. Heavy bu‍t‍ no‍t empty. Ava bl⁠i‍⁠n⁠ke‌d s⁠l⁠owly‌. H‌er‍ tears didn’t fal⁠l as‍ fast⁠ now. Just qui‌e‍t‍ ones.

He carried an aura so powerful it cleared the stench of fear still hanging in the room. He walked toward me with that unhurried confidence, crouched in front of me, and locked eyes. That's when a single tear slipped free and traced over my already-soaked face. Just one. "You can cry if you want." His voice was low, almost musical in its hush, echoing through the silence. I wiped my cheek with the back of my hand, voice scratchy but firm. "Crying's useless. I learned that the hard way with Marcus. It's just ammo for people to laugh at your weakness."

“I’ll never cry because I know it will never end, All of this has gone me speechless but I will be strong, Today even if it’s the world against you, someone will be beside you too hold you, Too hug you, protect you, The winds that blow and bring peace to your cold soul helps you too breath. Living in the daze where you are trapped by your own shadows has left you tired, I’ll never the same Never be the same S-Same~” A lone tear cascaded down her cheek. Opening her eyes she wiped it off, a sarcastic chuckle erupted from her. “Don't cry El, you’re stronger than this.” She whispered to herself but what she didn’t know that was there was a guy standing on the door listening to her silent cries a