Quotes That Will Make U Cry Novels & Stories

What was so enticing about them that you kept returning like a fly to fruit? A tear rolled down my face and made a perfect spherical drop on the dusty floor. Crying… I was actually crying. Why wouldn’t I? My love was taken from me. But at the end of the day, crying was pathetic; it was pointless; it wasn’t going to bring her back.

Eve I couldn't stop crying. A raw grief tore through me, leaving me hollow and broken. The world was unfair—everything was so unfair. No matter how I tried to wipe my face clean, the tears kept falling. It was the kind of crying that came from the soul, the kind you can’t just reason through. The world had wrapped me in disappointment and squeezed. The more I thought about everything, the more I cried.

As I stare at my reflection in the bottle, I know one thing for sure: the world is about to get a whole lot darker. Soon, my vision blurs and doubles, the booze taking its toll. I lie down on a mountain of empty bottles, my mind drifting through centuries of heartache and struggle. To my surprise, tears begin to form in my eyes. "No," I mouth, blinking hard and sitting up quickly. Crying isn't in my nature—it's a sign of weakness, a symptom of humanity that I refuse to accept. Tears make you vulnerable, an easy target for manipulation and deceit.

I've never seen him cry, never seen him in so much pain. "You're telling me not to cry, and you're crying. Why are my tears more precious than yours? Why are you crying? Do you know what your tears do to me? I can't bear to see you cry; you know that it tears me up inside. Don't weaponize your tears against me." "Fuck off, Ryder, just fuck all the way off. Go home; I've had enough."

My knees were scraped and bleeding beneath the expensive ivory coat. “Great, just great,” I muttered, limping toward the door. “You better not leave a scar.” I followed him into the silent mansion. Then tears started getting to my eyes. “No.. This is nothing compared to the past” I will not cry.

His heart shattered into a million pieces even though he kept a brave front. With a broken heart, Chris returned the package, “anything else you want to say” he wouldn't break down in front of this man, never. “You can keep them.” “They are not mine.’ rubbing his eyes to push back the tears that were threatening to fall. “you won Mr. Delacrioux, congrats. Now may I take my leave.” Selena's father looked at Chris for a second. He felt pity, probably guilty, doubt crept in, was it really worth it. Shaking off the feeling, he could not stop now, his pride was more important to him “I heard your mother has kidney failure.”

The woman wiped her tears with one hand, she stared at the cake with a smile of sorrow that she felt. "Don't cry Reya ... No one will care about you, even if you cry blood," she said to himself. "Stop crying, your tears will be wasted and of course it will make you look even weaker. Come on smile, get up and keep laughing even if the world upsets you," she stressed self-encouragingly.

he breathes, as I furiously wipe away my tears. "Y-You once said I could destroy you without lifting a finger, and I told you to let me go because I wasn't worth it…" I whisper because if I spoke any louder, I'd sob, "you said no. Why do you want someone who's always crying? Gosh, it makes me look so damn weak!" I sniffle, furiously wiping my tears.

If only I was loved the way my mother loved my money, I wouldn’t mind giving her everything. I swiped my fingers beneath my nose to clean up the nasal mucus that was running down to my lips with some piece of cloth. My eyes were heavy still, I have been crying them out for a while now. But the call was the trigger. it's already getting me off mood and so pissed, making me want to cry more and more.

No response. “I miss you. I miss you every day and it’s more painful than I can take. Every time I look at your pictures, I feel as though someone is stabbing my heart with needles. I can’t take it. You being in a place where I cannot see or talk to you just tears me apart and I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.” A single tear fell down my cheek. “Just one more day. One day is what I’m asking for. Let me hold you just for one day and I promise it’s enough for me.”