Tears Don't.fall Lyrics Novels & Stories

I can't bring myself to answer with words or the tears will fall. “Use your words." He commands again. “Yes..." I'm still shaken and the first tear falls on my palm. I still cannot look up “I understand."

"Ismael Kiplimo!" He witnessed a shocked frightened look in her eyes. A shock of realization. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was obvious she was going to cry. She shrank down the couch and lowered her eyes covering them with a leso and broke into tears. She shamelessly cried like a little kid. Mary crossed over to comfort her. "Don't cry sis. It is alright."

The friendships, the familiar hallways, the dreams that had taken root there – they all seemed to hang in the balance, threatened by the drastic turn of events. A single tear, heavy with the weight of her anguish, welled up in Ava's eye and then slipped silently down her cheek. It landed on the cold, unfeeling floor with a soft, almost imperceptible sound. But in that seemingly insignificant drop, a deluge of emotions cascaded. It was a tear that held within it the echo of dreams shattered, of hopes extinguished, and of a future that now felt uncertain and dimly lit.

I shut my eyes, and my tears fall. . c.m. louden

Like whatever I say, he’ll carry it with both hands. I look down at his fingers wrapped around mine and I whisper, “I don’t know how to say it without falling apart.” “Then fall,” he says. “I’ll catch you.” God. That breaks something open. The tears come without warning—hot, fast, blinding. I don’t sob, not at first. It’s more like a leak I can’t plug, my throat tight and my chest aching and everything I’ve been stuffing down suddenly clawing its way to the surface.

We were near a small clearing, and I thought I could sketch the landscape. I sang softly to the song that I asked them to play at my fathers funeral, "Yelling at the sky, Screaming at the world. Baby, why'd you go away? I’m still your girl, Holding on too tight, Head up in the clouds, Heaven only knows where you are now..." Hunter laid across my legs, as I drew in my book. "How do I love? How do I love again? How do I trust, How do I trust again? I stay up all night, tell myself I'm alright. Baby, you're just harder to see than most, I put the record on, wait ’til I hear our song. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost..." I pulled out the unopened

She twisted it slowly, pain blooming in her chest. “You’re trying to save me,” she whispered. “And I’m trying to save you.” She let the tears fall this time. Outside, somewhere beyond her reach, Ethan was making his own vow. And neither of them knew how much longer the balance could hold.

I can't show him the tears that slide down my eyes. ************

“Because I don't feel strong right now. I feel like I am falling apart… and it is quite embarrassing that I'm letting you see it.” His eyes darkened, and his hand moved to my cheek, brushing another stray tear away. “Your tears are not a sign of weakness. It's a way for your mind and soul to cleanse themselves. Sometimes it is better to cry. There's nothing you should feel embarrassed about.” His cool fingers brushed the feverish skin on my cheek again. “And even if you fall apart, I will be here to collect your pieces and put them back together.” My blurred-by-tears eyes locked on his icy-blue ones. I felt the crack penetrating the walls I built. They finally fell down. And then… I allowed

I cried out as I fell face-first onto the cold, hard floor, the impact jarring my bones and sending a sharp pain shooting through my knees, elbows, and palms. I grimaced in agony, biting my lip to stifle a whimper, and tried to scramble up quickly before anyone, especially them could poke their heads out and witness my embarrassing state of defeat. As I pushed with my hands to prop myself up, shaking from the fall, I noticed a single drop of tear splashing onto the floor, wetting the tiles right in front of my blurred eyes. "W-Why did I cry?" I whispered to myself in utter disbelief, my voice trembling with confusion and hurt. "Why do I have to shed even one tear for a useless bastard like R