Novel & Cerita Tears Sting My Eyes

His injured body stirred slightly, having received a vial of life. I leaned closer to place my forehead on his. Our skin held on to each other like magnets. A sharp, pain rose in my head. I could feel a sting in my eyes. It felt like my eyes were poked with sharp pins. My eyes watered. I was testing up. I felt the first drop escape my eyelids but it didn't feel like the usual runny feel of tears. It was thicker and smelt like…. Blood.

I shut my eyes to prevent the tears from burning my eyes. It’s time to say goodbye to love.

This is crazy- I got the energy to write, but the page is still blank. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I can feel my eyes stinging. Then tears just fall down to my cotton shirt, making my chest feels heavy. I immediately wiped my tears as someone knocked in my door. I looked myself at the mirror and checked my eyes if it is too obvious. The mirror said I look fine. Then I took a deep breathe and walked to the entrance.

my vision become blur because of the tears. "Do you remember how many times I've asked you? After all, what was missing in my love for you? why Did you cheat on me?" He had tears in his eyes today because of me. The sight of his tear-streaked eyelashes brought tears to my eyes, and my heart sank to my stomach.

His eyes were red, watery, and exasperated. But he's not showing a manly side to him just to prove he is capable of killing me. "I'm sorry…" I said, looking downward. "If something bad has already happened, does your sorry could bring them back?" he asked. "Think about it." I can't help these tears again. Why are my tears won't scarce? It always has a supply. Are my eyes only made with the purpose of crying? I can smile too. using these eyes. The little tears turned into a bursting cry.

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.

“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.

His scent has wrapped itself around me like a cozy scarf, while his body provided me with a much needed warmth and aboxety relieving pressure. The sobs die down, the tears stop flowing and now I feel dehydrated and unable to even talk. My throat feels sore, my eyes are puffy and swollen and I hate keeping them open. My lips are dry and bitten and I can feel the salty tear stains pinching my face in an almost uncomfortable way.

Tears kept streaming down my face. It hurt so bad. I wished that once I closed my eyes, I would never have to open them again.

Has she left? I feel something warm and wet trickle down my temples. And that is when I know that this is my heart crying and the tears are escaping from the barrier of my eyes. I want to wipe them off of my skin but how can I? I can't move a single muscle as much as I want!