Smile While Crying Novels & Stories

A handsome devil and he knew it but he was a survivor and I loved it and I hated it at the same time. “What? What’s funny?” He broke the spell; I didn’t know I was smiling in the first place. “Nothing” “Your lips…they are doing that thing they do when you are happy” “It’s called a smile, Flames. I didn’t realize it’s a crime to smile” “Never said it was, Mia” The Mia came out a bit exaggerated from his end. “You don’t want me to speak, you don’t want me to smile, what do you want me to do?”

The real lover, is one who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space Marilyn Monroe November❤❤ "Why are you smiling like a Cheshire cat?" Capser asked me. "Me? Smile? Nope, I'm not smiling" I tried to lie. Ever since that episode at the office earlier, I couldn't stop smiling and I've tried. I just end up looking like a bomb ready to explode at anytime. I know I was acting like a school girl but, you can't necessarily blame me.

Brie shed tears even when she smiled. "We hope we meet again!" Ivana could smile now. "That, I promise!" Finny neighed aloud.

He kissed her cheek before whispering, "I am not lying, darling. I mean it when I say that you are perfect. So, don’t ever doubt yourself on that, alright?" "No matter how sweet you are and how flattering your words were, it’s still not going to help me smile without making me look like an idiot who likes to show other people their gums." "I told you, smiling is not all there is. I am not going to smile; I mean, why would I?" "I can’t even keep a straight face on." Lyra pouted and heavily sighed. "I look really dumb. I would look like I was about to cry." "Don’t stress about that," Derrick said. "You know what? You can just not face the camera and focus on me. Keep your eyes glued on me; tha

Cristine doesn't like feeling like a prey when she's with Tristan. "Well, your tone isn't exactly pleasant." "For the time being, I'll take it," Tristan said with a lovely smile. Cristine isn't sure whether he's mocking her, but she can't deny that his smile had her hooked. For the sake of everyone, he should grin less. It also has the potential to trigger a heart attack. For those that are interested. Even if you don't have Tristan's killer smile, smile. If you can't afford to smile, even if it's free, you're the poorest person on the planet, right?

he said. “How come you’re so cool about it?” I asked. “Do you want me to cry?” he asked. We both smile. My tears are falling. “Don’t ruin your make-up,” he said. “I know you’re going to be okay,” I said. “Don’t assume. I might cry later,” he said before mimicking an ugly cry. “Oh…you’re still cute even when you’re crying like that,” I said. He shook his head but still has that smile on his face. I know it’s not easy to accept the situation instantly but he’s trying to be calm.

There was Milli, my friend standing beside me and noticing my drooped down face. "Yeah! I am fine." Adjusting my viel, lifting up my face I answered correcting the withered face and trying to structure my lips in form of a smile. Smile is an action which has become foreign to my face, my lips seem to forget its natural laughter and now they struggle to even remember and fake it.

Just try to understand the pain that person is going through. Don’t force a smile or laughter. The worst thing people do is to think that someone smiling or laughing means healed. No. The people who committed suicide that night were all smiles and laughter the same day. So don’t be an idiot. Don’t put a goal that is not a goal. Healing can happen without a smile or laughter. Let that person be. Don’t force anything. If that person wants to just sit on the stairs silently, just sit there with that person, silently.

I saw her smiling in the sleep when I was massaging her foot. I don’t know how to keep that smile on her face always.. I always making her cry instead of smile.. Really I don’t know how to talk with her nowadays.. Because, she doesn't mind my words if I say it softly.. At that same time, she cries when I say it angrily.. FLASHBACK ENDED

I stood in the middle of the living room, facing the security camera's blinking red light, practicing my smile again and again. Looking into the lens, I spoke softly, like I was leaving a message for the Mom who'd watch it someday. "Mom, look. I practiced the perfect smile again today. "Lift the corners of my mouth fifteen degrees and show eight teeth. The books say that's the most sincere smile. The one that makes people feel warm. "I've practiced so much my face hurts... but that's okay. "When you watch this tomorrow... will you tell me I did a good job? "Will you finally believe I wasn't lying to you?"