Teardrops In Your Eyes Novels & Stories

Tears gathered in her eyes making her vision blur she looked down and two fat tears slipped down from her eyes while kissing her cheeks. "I'm so broken beyond repair. My soul has already died. As so my heart. When I don't have a heart, how am I supposed to love you back? How can I give the same amount of love that you are showering on me." There were tracks of tears on her face. Her voice was thick with tears.

I cry for them. The warm golden glow begins to grow out of Trev as more of my tears fall on him. And it dawns on me. My tears, they can heal. My body, my mind, my soul, can harm and kill in an instant. But, my tears, can save the wounded, mend the broken. My empathy can be the salvation. I can just as easily kill as I can cure. So, I cry some more. The more I cry, the faster his wounds stitch back together. Color returns to his face and his eyes open to look at me as if I am an angel. Trev reaches a hand up and holds my face as my tears keep streaming down.

By the time they reached the rooftop, they had become very faint, like the meowing of a kitten in the distance. Jenny’s eyes grew warm. Tears welled up from her tear glands, gathering at the lower edge of her eyes. Under the orange light of the streetlights, they sparkled with moisture. Her nasal passages stung, and her nasal turbinates swelled from the irritation of the tears. As air passed through her nose, it made a “hiss” sound. She didn’t wipe her tears. The tears spilled from the corners of her eyes, slid down her cheeks, past her lips and chin, and dropped onto the concrete surface of the low wall. They left small, dark dots on the gray concrete.

She looked at the promise those eyes spoke and the endless pool of love reflected in them. When she thought her eyes could no longer shed tears, a fountain of tears poured out of them, rolling down her cheeks. She wiped them. However, the more she wiped them, the more they poured. Her tears, which started as a fountain, now seemed like a spring. “I now pronounce you husbands and partners for life”

Still got the flowers that you sent And the note you wrote that said that we were meant To be forever An' I keep them all as evidence In a drawer under the mirror Filled with empty promises I don't know why I keep letting you lie to me Hard as I try It seems I can't break away I thought that you would be the hero Come and save the day But you're a villain Your sins unforgiven I'm going down, and you have watched me drown In a river of tears, lost beneath the stream Under the waves, I've found the strength to say The river of tears has washed me clean Go ahead and wish me well I'll cry a wishing you well I'll fly before I fail I'll set sail and drift away So I won't need you here Love sinks a

I say, tiny teardrops falling from my eyes. I’m the reason for his anger, so I apologize. When he sees the tears in my eyes, he quickly removes his hands from my arms and wipes away my tears. His hands linger a little longer they need to be on my face, but he pulls away before I can enjoy the feeling of his contact. The second his hands drop, he disappears from my line of vision. I fall to the ground and start crying. Why does every conversation with my mate end with me in tears? I don’t know why we can’t be like normal mates and make each other smile any time we see each other. I crave into a ball on the ground and cry for my doomed fate.

Our eyes lock again. “You always do. Even when I feel like there’s no light at the end of the tunnel, you come to my rescue…” she bites her lower lip and I can tell that she is fighting back tears. “Take this pain away… please?” A tear leaves her right eye and I catch it before it falls and my palm lingers there.

I blinked away tears, the excess joy so uncontainable that it leaked from my eyes. Finally, I looked fully into his dark eyes. Tears shone like silver lining his eyes, and that fully did me in. I couldn't stop the deluge of tears that fell from my own eyes, dripping down my chin and onto my neck. I reached up and swiped them away, but it was of no use.

Tears blur my vision as a wave of grief washes over me, leaving me gasping for air as I struggle to comprehend the weight of this loss. I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes, hot and stinging as they spill over, tracing a path down my cheeks. The sobs escape from my throat, raw and unfiltered, echoing in the sterile confines of the hospital room. Each breath feels like a struggle as if the weight of my grief is pressing down on me, suffocating me with its intensity. The emptiness in my arms, once filled with dreams and hopes, now feels like a gaping void that threatens to consume me whole. In this moment of heartbreak, all I can do is let the tears fall, each one a silent testament to t

Without hesitation, Liam crouched and wrapped his arms around Theodore, who was still crying. "Hey, it's okay. I'm right here. Everything's going to be fine. Stop crying, little man." Reassured, Theodore pressed his lips together. His eyes were puffy from crying, tears blurring his sight. He whispered through his sobs, "T-Thank you." Then, he brushed the tears from his face. Liam grinned, his hand brushing the back of Theodore's head. "That's it. Now that's a little man."