Sad Story Makes You Cry Novels & Stories

I suddenly remembered what my Mommy told me before. ‘A woman should never cry over a man. Because real man won’t make you cry, if that man loves you he won’t make you cry. If you’re going to cry, it’s not because he hurt you, it’s because he made you happy and that’s what they called tears of joy.’

I am taller than him, he tiptoed and kissed me on the lips, his eyes were half-closed while mine are wide open, I saw his tears flow down from his cheek, I used my thumb to wipe it. "I cried so many times already, if I can calculate the tears I have shed, I think I might be able to full a pool. But right now, I'm am crying because of happiness, now I believe that some tears are sad and some are wonderful, these tears are the proof that people cry when they are happy. Tears of happiness," He continued. I just smiled. He is an amazing person. " I promise that from now on, you will only cry when you are happy, I will never let you cry due to sadness. This eyes doesn't deserve to shed sad tears,

Brad pleaded and tears formed in her eyes. "I can't, I'm so weak, heartbroken, bittered and so sad. This is just too much for me to bear, Brad. Why us? Why our friends? Why Drake of all people? He was so kind, sweet, loving, jovial, caring, hard-working, and the list goes on. He was too good to have left the world so soon. Why would anyone take such a cool-headed guy away from the Earth without even letting him enjoy the fruit of his labour, why Brad?" Nicole sobs and Brad was at the brim of tears as he watches his girlfriend weep.

Sinking to her knees, Sonia unleashed her anguish, her cries echoing in the desolate surroundings. Tears streamed down her face like a rain downpour, each droplet carrying the disappointment and heartbreak of an unrequited love. She allowed herself to revisit the vivid images she had woven in her mind, the life she had imagined sharing with Jayden. The laughter, the love, the moments that would never come to pass.

"Let's meet at the courthouse tomorrow for the divorce so you won't change your mind again." Sabrina started shaking as she said through gritted teeth, "Don't worry. I can't wait to get divorced from you! I'll see you tomorrow." After they were gone, I lay back on the bed and slowly began chewing on my apple. Bianca saw that I'd become dispirited and thought that I was feeling sad. She scratched her head and tried, albeit clumsily, to comfort me. "Uh, you can cry if you're feeling sad. That's how it goes in the movies, right? It feels better after you've cried for a while."

CARL Jade burst into tears the moment I finished speaking. The loud, choking sobs tore out of her throat and filled the quiet rooftop patio. Her shoulders shook violently as she covered her face with both hands. Tears streamed down her cheeks and soaked into the collar of her clothes and her whole body trembled with the force of the pain I had just dropped on her. I stood there frozen, watching her break down right in front of me. Seeing Jade cry so much made something inside my chest crack open.

Her eyes burned, her chest tightened, her breath faltered every time she thought of Thor, of Isabela, of that altar. Suddenly, she snapped off the TV with a sharp click and turned to Zoe, tears brimming. “Enough of playing tough, Zoe. I’m sad. I want to cry. The love of my life is marrying someone else. A psychopath who wants to destroy me because she’s obsessed with him!” Zoe, as compassionate as ever, took her hand. “Friend, it’s not weakness to cry. Everyone—no matter how strong—has their breaking point. They get low. They cry. And that’s okay.”

she said, tears beginning to stream down her face. Tiodor sighed, irritated. “Get up, turn around, and leave the damn room,” he thought. “What’s wrong?” he finally asked, unable to stop himself. “In hindsight, my life is crap,” Libia said, her voice hollow. “The only people who ever loved me are dead.” The man sighed again. Few things were more annoying than a woman crying. “Aunt Elena always calls me useless. She makes me bring her coffee every morning, then parades me around to her business partners like I’m some kind of prize. Does she really think I know anything important? My dad used to call me his princess, but now I realize I’m disposable.”

— Can't I call my boyfriend love? — Damn it Nate, tell me when you are going to say something like that! My heart can't take so many emotions in one night... — he says, and I notice a tear coming down. And this definitely makes me even more emotional. I've recently discovered that one of the things I don't like is to see Will sad. I caress his face and wipe away the tear. — What is it? Why are you crying?

The sound of crying was the worst sound in the world. The wails of sorrow and loss made my eyes tear up and my heart to squeeze. When I heard Mason brake down in front of me in his drunken state I thought my heart broke. But as I heard the cries of the women and children who lost their mates and fathers, my heart shattered.