Quotes On Silent Tears Novels & Stories

“We would have found a way” Her eyes filled with tears as she spoke. “I thought my silence would buy our peace,”she said. “I thought ifI stayed quiet I would save lives one was or another.” A sob ripped from my chest.“And was it worth it?” I demanded. Her lips trembled, the mark surged.“I was wrong.” Her breathing stuttered,I felt her slipping.“No,” I begged “Please, don’t leave me now.” Her hand reached up, trembling as it brushed my cheek.“You have to listen to me,” she said. “There’s not much time.”

“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.

His silence hurt more than any thing he could have ever said to me. “Answer me!” I screamed after him, my voice shredding against my throat. “Caleb—don’t you dare walk away from me! Answer me!” But he didn’t. The silence that followed suffocated me. My chest rose and fell in sharp, uneven bursts as if I had run a marathon. My tears wouldn’t stop. They poured down my face, like they had been waiting all along for the dam to break. Cutting through the sound of my ragged breathing, was loud, mocking laughter.

So it stays there. "He is dead." I say, my own voice betraying me as it slowly started to break down. No! Don't cry! Don't cry. Please. Silence. There's a mourning silence in the room. I don't dare to look up and find my well manicured nails more attractive,but I can feel the sympathetic stares at me. "Oh-I-umm... I'm really sorry." Harsh fumbles beside me. I don't say a thing, since I am struggling hard to keep my tears back.

She punched the door with all her might, Lane was so worried; her voice cracked. The crying noises which were filled the restroom immediately vanished as she arrived, my palm wrapped around my mouth to stop me from crying, but then I still cried in silence. Crying in silence is hurt a million more times than crying out loud. How come? Yeah, just like the soul that is trapped in the body and can’t go, that’s how crying in silence feels. I wiped my tears in sobbing, making sure there were no tears left, at the time Lane still pounding on the restroom door, and when I opened the door, she ran and comforted me.

She didn't cry out loud but the tears that fell from her eyes are like silent screams that symbolize her lamentation. Althreya came inside the room as the last demonic wolf fell dead on the floor. She knelt before her daughter draping her cape over her shoulder but said nothing knowing that no word of reassurance can console her grief. She understands her feelings to some extent. That's why she knows that silence is the only thing she can offer her as of the moment. "Happily ever after is a lie." Ruby whispered with a blank look as she held her grandmother's cold lifeless hand.

Like I can hold all the pieces of me together with just my fingers and silence. But I can’t. I can’t hold it in anymore. The tears come hot and fast. Ugly. Silent at first, but then they rip out of me—wet, shaking sobs I don’t even recognize as mine. My hands cover my face, my shoulders curl in, and I cry like I’m grieving. Because I am. I lost him.

No answer came. Only silence. --- My eyes slowly moved to the door. For a second… I wished it would open. I wished he would walk in. I wished he would come and say something… anything. Even if it was small. Even if it was cold. At least it would mean he still sees me. --- But the door stayed closed. And the silence became louder. --- I turned my face into the pillow. And finally… The tears came. Not loud. Not dramatic. Just quiet tears that soaked into the fabric.

I added and she moved to me giving me her most soothing hug. "I can bear seeing his seat empty mom, I can't bear it" I declared softly shaking my head and clasping my fingers into each other as tears freely dribble down my face, "You'll be fine, it's just a matter of time, you have to be strong Natalie, put it in the past" she said trying her best to make me realise it was time I move on but can I? I couldn't answer that question,

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