Sad Quotes That Make U Cry Novels & Stories

My heart is aching, and I don’t know how to stop it. “Do you remember what you said to me? Because I do. It’s still clear in my mind, as if you said them yesterday.” Tears are pouring down my face and I hate that he is witnessing me cry. “ If the bastard child is mine, which I doubt, I would never allow it to live. I fucking hate you, Sadie, and I’d rather that pup die than be given birth to by the woman who destroyed my life… That’s what you said to me.”

I muttered and my tears finally fell from my eyes, then I sat on the ground. I just feel so broken, useless, worthless, hopeless, and all other every shitty feeling in the world. Why? Why am I experiencing something like this? Do they really have to take away my friends in advance? Fuck them! They are the worst people in the world. But what would happen to me if they'll take everything from me? They better take my life away too, so I won't have anything else left with me. I just can't stop myself to cry my eyes out while sobbing. Then, my stupid phone vibrated.

she cried, her voice cracking with desperation. “I’m so sorry!” I cried out, my voice thick with emotion. “I’m so sorry for everything, for being a bad sister, for not being there for you!” The words tumbled out, fueled by guilt and sorrow. I felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff, teetering dangerously close to falling into the abyss of my own regret.

"My sweet Diya, there are many things I want to say to you, many things I want to profess but cowardice has taken over me. Ever since you I met you, you have been a source of joy. Thank you for the copies, Emerson and the one on the way. You have been down lately and it worries me. It worries my wolf and saddens us that we can't help you, but remember, this is your home. I am your home, always run to me. Remember, my sweet love, that life is not perfect. As much as you love the happiness, give space for sadness, for downturns and for dismal, it will make you appreciate the joyous moments more and make you stronger. True happiness only comes after sorrow because you can not know what happines

“I’m so sorry, sweetie. Losing your marriage was one thing, but losing a child too… that’s another kind of pain.” Sade’s body shook with silent sobs. Her father reached over, gently massaging her shoulders. “Sweetie, you have to stop crying,” he said. “You cry so much. It’s breaking my heart.” “I’m going to try, Dad,” she whispered. He gave a sad smile. “Good. Because you’re making me cry too, and you know I don’t do that.” Despite everything, a small, broken laugh escaped her lips. Her father reached for her hand. “I love you, baby girl. And I always have your back.”

Marina Sadness is the chance to learn about yourself and your soul; it's when your heart opens its windows and doors. Now, as tears stream down my face, I realize how much Adam truly meant to me, how much joy his smile brought me, and how much I truly loved him. I'm stranded, crashing while my mind calls his name, but there is no answer; Adam doesn't call my name as I shout his. There is only silence slithering around me as memories of us play on repeat inside my head.

“It’s okay. It’s okay to be sad. Breakups are hard. Especially first loves.” I cried harder, my body wracked with a series of shuddering, painful sobs. I cried for the boy I had lost, for the future we would never have. I cried for the baby I had lost, for the life that was stolen from me. I cried for the girl I used to be, the girl who was now gone, replaced by this… this broken, hollowed-out shell of a person.

Manager Sol’s grandmother muttered as she walked towards me again, but this time, she was gentle rather than excited. I felt the warmth of her hand as she caressed my arm. “Whatever it is that is burdening your heart right now that you don’t want to tell it to anyone, and you feel like your heart will burst in the worst emotion that you just want to be alone and scream… Just do it, honey. There is totally nothing wrong with being sad. Sadness makes the happy moments special, and without it, people will never know that feeling of being happy.” I was soothed by her warm and soft voice like she is talking to me deep in my heart.

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.

Isaac suddenly contorted his face in raw pain and sadness, as if something deep had been triggered within him by Adrian's words. In that instant, Isaac became distraught, tears flooding his eyes. "What's wrong?" Adrian asked, concerned about lacing his voice. Isaac inhaled deeply, his chest trembling with emotion. "Just reminds me of my sister who is lost," he said through an agonizing voice. The words seemed to echo, a sad remembrance of the deep scars that Isaac had within himself.