Raindrops An Angel Cried Lyrics Novels & Stories

If the sky, that we look upon, should tumble and fall Or the mountains, should crumble, to the sea I won't cry, I won't cry, no-no-no I won't shed a tear Just as long, as you stand, by me And darlin', darlin' stand, by me Oh-oh-oh, stand, by me Oh darling, stand by me, stand by me, stand by me

In truth, I didn't even know her, when it comes right down to it. "Boys, boys, boys. Such troublesome fellows. Still worth the trouble sometimes." I winked at her, as she gave a sincere, honest to God laugh. It sounded like the angel's bells, too melodious to ignore, too beautiful to be overlooked. She had a singing laugh, like it was the most natural thing in the universe. I'd only heard her sing once, and she didn't see me. After I heard her sing at 1am with her heart and soul, I went back to my room and cried, all the bottled emotions, rising to the surface. I cried for the family I lost, the friends I'd never have, the normal life I crave but never could get. I cried for the unemotional

My tears flowed freely; blurring my view. "Please, is he alright? Is he missing his mummy? Could you give me a chance to say goodbye?" I cried in desperation. No response came—not a rumble in the sky or a surge of wind, I sank to the floor in defeat, wiping my tears with the back of my palm. It was hopeless, why would she grant my request—there were a hundred people with prayers just like mine. The next hour went by with me singing Lason's favourite songs to him, "Blackbird swaying in the dead of night, take this broken wings and learn to fly" I whimpered softly, "All your life you've been waiting for this moment to arise"

I couldn't help but recall the night when I suffered an unbearable stomachache. When I opened the door and saw her, I knew right then—she was the angel in my heart. Even though it was strenuous to carry me on her back, she still forcefully took me to the clinic. From that moment, I eagerly awaited our next meeting. Later, when I saw her in a video Rachel posted online, I realized she was Rachel's roommate. This gave me the perfect excuse. I told Rachel I wanted to visit and conveniently mentioned I had no money.

" Winston’s hand slowly went limp. The umbrella slipped completely from his grasp, hitting the wet concrete floor with a soft, hollow thud. Ethan walked up to my side. He didn't hold an umbrella over my head for me. Instead, he simply placed a closed umbrella directly into my hand. "Natalie, the choice is entirely yours." I took the umbrella from him and snapped it open. The sound of the rain drumming against the canvas canopy was incredibly light and gentle. Winston stood frozen in the downpour, his bloodshot eyes watching me through the sheets of water. But I never looked back. Because that storm had already stopped in the past.

She took off in a run, and hastily slammed the door behind her and her sob pierced through the door. Who were the demons who made my Angel cry? I’ll find them. And I’ll make sure they hurt a billion times, and suffer every tiny bit of the misery meted on her. They would receive no mercy. I pick my phone and type into the message bar, the icons move as I type and I watch it go blue and a quick response. “Cry my Angel because they will cry harder.”

I could feel my heart breaking all over again. Tears fell down my cheeks as I held her tight and whispered all the words of love inside my soul for her. “ Just come back to me my Rain.” I whispered as I shut my eyes and let sleep take me to the land of dreams where I could be with Rain again.

As his eyes grew darker, he fiercely clenched his injured palm and his smile widened, followed by a whisper, "Angel..." The sky appears to be a deep shade of black, with the moon concealed behind clouds, intensifying the darkness in the surrounding area. The gentle raindrops brush against her lightly due to the presence of wind. She curls up, pulling her knees close to her chest, tightly hugging them while she gazes outside at the rain. Seated near her room's window, she peers sadly at the sky, her heart filled with sorrow.

I cried. The raindrops fell fast on my face like my tears. I wiped my face a few times while looking at the dark sky, praying for his safety. . c.m. louden

She already knew that, when he finally had the heart to rape her. “I can't, Jim.” Angel painfully wiped her tears. “Give my regards to everyone, will you? I'll call you again later.” Jim was still calling her name on the other side, but Angel tried to ignore it. She hung up the phone, and then cried. She drowned her tears in the pillow. She cried as hard as she could, dissolved in sadness and heartache.