Tear Filled Eyes Novels & Stories

It looked soulless… my eyes stopped talking and lost their glint. Suddenly a red hue spread over my white sclera and tears welled up to the brim of my eyes. I shook my head and splashed some more water on my face without letting the tears escape. I took a deep breath and exhaled fogging the mirror in front of me for a second.

I replied, letting out a long yawn as I rubbed at my tired eyes. The way she blinked, it was obvious she had no more tears to let out. Her crying tank was dry. If I was the tank too, there was no way I would seek a refill. Her eyes held such huge bags if they were added to car airbags, they would suffocate an accident victim.

I can't do this anymore! I can't watch her slowly dwindle away just like her! If she only knew how my heart breaks into pieces everytime my eyes lay upon her. Seeing the light leaving her beautiful eyes. The vibrant artic blue that was once there, now fading into a smokey navy blue. Everything is happening the same way it did with her. I can't stay with her and watch as history repeats itself! I won't stand by and watch another person I love more then anything in this world be taken away from me again!

It's as if he can see the pain in my eyes and knows exactly what I'm going through. "Bella," He sighs, and it's like he just turned on the faucet for my tears. The emotions well up within me, and I can't hold back the flood of tears that stream down my cheeks. I did not plan on crying, but his sympathetic gaze pierces through my defenses, evoking a deep sense of sadness that overflows into tears.

“It's all my fault. Everything that happened to you is my fault; I should be the one dead. I'll never be happy, I promise to never be happy.” Tears kept streaming down my face, a quiet, soundless waterfall of sorrow. My body shook slightly, but my mouth was clamped shut, stifling any audible sobs. I cried silently, hiding my pain from the world, as if afraid to let others see the depth of my emotions. Each tear that fell was a testament to the weight I carried, a physical manifestation of the grief, hurt, or frustration that had become too much to bear. My eyes, red-rimmed and puffy, were the only giveaway, a window to the storm raging within.

The chilled air purged his lungs, and little tears clung on his eye bags, begging to be freed. But he was not crying, It was the air that got into his eyes, producing this salty water. He did not clean his eyes. He liked the fact that he was visibly crying. Even though these tears were not real, were not the result of heated emotions. He never cried. All his life..

Her eyes had a fresh batch of tears shimmering up in them. Tears of frustration, hurt, and pain. She was mad at me, but at the same time worried about me. And I was no fool to not understand her tears. “They let you play with your health. That was not right.” I felt a pang in my chest at her words, but I understood the complaint that lingered in her eyes.

“Please.” I lowered my gaze, tears gathering in my eyes, but this time they weren’t from pain. They were from something far more dangerous, hope.

They had been waiting for him to awake when a nurse come to examine him only for her to declare to their utter disbelief that she was sorry they had lost their loved one. Her eyes misted over and she felt a tear slide down her. Then another followed from the other eye and another and another. They were tears of wrenching agony. A sob escaped from her throat, drawing her mother’s attention. The mother had seen the wounded look on Becky’s face and had tried without much success to console her. “Stop crying,” she had said. “I know how this is hurting but you can’t keep crying like this.”

He looked my way. My eyes brimmed. He kept staring at me blanky. Tears flowed out my eyes. He looked away from me as he opened his car door and entered. The girl entered too. They drive away. I move away from the window, walking towards my bed. Tears flowed. Sky came to me, looking at me with sad eyes. It made me sob. He whined. I hugy him tightly. I let it all out. This stings so bad. So terrible.