Quotes About Silent Tears 소설 & 이야기

‘Tears are not a sign of weakness,’ my wolf encouraged. ‘Just because our mate doesn’t cry in front of other people doesn’t mean he’s immune to emotions. Our mate prefers to let his tears have no audience. We should learn to cry at the right time and know the difference between tears of strength weakening and tears of not giving up.’

The tears welled up in my eyes thinking that when I want to pray the most I can't even because of my monthly cycle. "Yaa Allah you can hear me at any time, any place, please bring ease to my soul please make, making a decision easier, Ya Rabb I can only count in you for my well being, YAA RABB HAVE MERCY ON YOUR SERVANT" by now my tears were flowing like a waterfall. Six years and still I'm not able to get over that stupid excuse for a human.

And my tears — the ones I’d been holding like a dam — spill freely, running warm down my face in silence. I don’t sob. I don’t scream. But the grief is there. —*

Her fingers trembled from the force she had poured into every strike. Her head slowly lowered. And then the tears came. One drop fell. Then another. Then several more. They streamed down her face like quiet rain, slipping from her chin without a sound. She did not sob. She did not make a single noise. If not for the steady flow of tears, no one would have known she was crying at all. Silent. Broken. “You’re the one who ruined me,” she whispered after a long moment, her voice trembling, fragile and hoarse.

Everything I couldn't put into words sometimes, she did, and amazingly so. “I'm proud of you too, Grace. We've come a long way, haven't we?” I said, becoming teary-eyed. She truly meant a lot to me, more than she'd ever truly know. “Just look at us, tears leaking at the slightest opportunity.” She laughed as she and I tried to wipe the tears threatening to spill out of our eyes. “This is supposed to be a happy day, and here you go, making me cry.” “But tears are healthy. A professional once said they were,” I said, quoting her and wondering if she'd catch on. I knew she did when she began to laugh too, clapping her hands in remembrance.

Dorry finally spoke, her eyes growing teary. "Yeah?" He stared in silence for a minute, when his lips fell apart to speak again, his words were cut short by Dorry's sudden tear up. "You're okay." her voice thinned out and her tears instantly turned into sobs. She carefully hugged him through her tears and he was left standing speechlessly. He listened to his friend who he had never seen lose more than a tear drop, wail strongly down his chest. A string pulled at his heart. "H-hey," his voice softened as he held her head in comfort. His eyes stealing a glance at Kira who he hoped would fill him in on what had happened, but she had her share of cries to share as her face squeezed up with tears

And now, on top of everything else, I was supposed to accept that I was mated to the king? A tear slipped down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it away, frustrated with myself for feeling so helpless. But the tears kept coming, no matter how hard I tried to hold them back. They flowed freely, washing over me like a flood, until I was sobbing uncontrollably.

There was a depth of understanding in his gaze, a silent reassurance that he was there for me, no matter what demons I might be facing. But as I faltered, my words catching in my throat, I felt the tears begin to fall in earnest, a silent testament to the pain that lay buried within me. Each drop was a testament to the years of pent-up emotion that I had kept hidden from the world, a silent cry for release.

In that moment, I knew that my fate hung in the balance, and the choice I had made would shape the path ahead. As the tear rolled down my cheek, its shimmering presence illuminated by the soft, dim light of the room, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the sacrifices I was willing to make. It was a tear that spoke volumes, a testament to the lengths I was prepared to go with my plea, hanging in the air like a fragile thread, echoed through the silence.

I said sobbing. "So try to understand that your biggest enemy now is your feelings. If you already know why you are crying, huh? Why are you silent? What else do you think ?. Losing someone you love is a natural thing. If it wasn't god who took it from you, then someone else. If you are aware of this fact, don't ever try to torture yourself again. " Again I fell silent to hear Maria's words. Am I this stupid? "Cry as much as you want, but only for today. I will let you. Don't you hurt yourself? If you do something silly, I will help you kill yourself, "said Maria, and then went out of my room.