Tears On Their Own Novels & Stories

It opened up on my floor and as soon as I was in my bedroom, I slammed the door shut and leaned against it; breathing hard. I managed to move to the bed, overwhelmed by a whirlwind of emotions. My heart felt heavy, burdened by the weight of sadness. As tears welled up in my eyes, a deep ache settled in my chest. I could feel the first tear escape, tracing a path down my cheek. It was warm against my skin, a tangible manifestation of the pain within. Soon, more tears followed, forming a steady stream that cascaded down my face. Each tear carried my moment of vulnerability and a release of pent-up emotions.

With tears continuously flowing, Zeva continued to express her feelings. "Huhu, my sweet girlfriend. Cup, cup, cup, don't cry again, please!" "Do you think I like crying like this? I don't want to. But these tears just fall on their own, without me telling them to." This time, Zeva's voice sounded mixed with annoyance. Zeva was annoyed with her own reactions.

She sniffed. "Please!" I pleaded again as a single tear trickle down my eye. Geez! I can't believe a tear just came out of my eyes. I can't even remember the last time I saw my own tears. My mind flashed back to the guy I saw Diva with. So this is how bad it hurts...

Everything would be fine, and I'll try my hardest to win the duel," Lucius stated, his expression uncertain. I just wanted to see him through, even though I knew he doubted himself too. If he manages to make it through everything, I'll be happy. I was immersed in my own thoughts and had no idea when tears were coming down my cheeks. My tears, which I had always kept hidden and referred to as "golden tears," are suddenly visible to him. I had always assumed that no one would be able to see me cry. It was only when the salty liquid on my tongue contacted my tongue that I realized the tears streaming down my face had stopped. I can feel the affects of the tears in my eyes becoming murky.

The sick bastard! "I promise you, Brandon. You do not want to make an enemy of me because I will crush you," I said, and everyone was in shock. They all waited to hear his response. The council patiently waited for Brandon to defend himself. Waiting for him to refute the things I had said. Then Brandon looked at me with eyes filled with tears: unshed tears, tears that refuse to fall, tears that might never fall. Maybe because they have fallen so many times in private and have now decided to remain in Brandon's eyes because they wouldn't change anything, I could see he knew his tears wouldn't change anything. They wouldn't wash away the pain, nor would they ease the situation.

Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. Sensing my distress, Jameson reached out and placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. "Hey," he said softly, his voice full of concern. "It's okay. You don't have to hold it all in. Let it out." And then, something broke within me. Years of pent-up emotions, grief, and anger came flooding out in a torrent of tears. I sobbed uncontrollably, burying my face in my chest. Jameson didn't try to stop me. He simply held me in his arms, his presence a silent source of comfort.

If I don’t lооk аftеr mуѕеlf, nо оnе еlѕе wіll. Tears аrе rolling dоwn mу fасе. I pay nо аttеntіоn tо the worried looks thе wаіtrеѕѕеѕ аrе gіvіng mе. It’ѕ the ѕhосk оf іt more than аnуthіng. I’m ѕhаkіng.

The girl didn't move from her position as she whispered back to me, "I love you..." The truth behind the three words resonated within me. Each one, lifting a further weight from my chest. She loves me... It's odd that a simple three words could just flip your world upside down, but right then, I felt like I was living in the clouds. A single tear fell from my cheek. Tears have so much meaning behind them. Really, they represent a feeling so strong it can't be put into words. Extreme sadness, happiness or even anger. A single tear could represent a feeling so vivid, only a few select people could understand it. This tear represented sheer happiness combined with resent. That bitter feeling wh

Even her own reflection on the mirror looked different. And with that, she welcomed the tears. Funny thing about tears is that it’s like heavy clouds with loads of rain. You open the gate, a slightest trigger, and then it all fall down like gravity. One second in and you’re already breaking down, finally letting all the rain fall. And Harper was having it altogether. - - -

Jade sighed. “Are you crying?” The worried tone played again. “Um, yeah. But it's not really serious. I had to put on an act to make it look like I gave shit about everything that is happening.” She informed. “I have gotten used to the tears that I don't even need to work hard for them anymore, they just naturally keep on coming.” “Whoa, are you sure you're alright?”