Tears Words Novels & Stories

… Rian finished washing clothes, relaxed on the sofa, she wore a funny strawberry print outfit, her expression was beautiful from any angle. Her fair skin was riddled with suspicious red marks, Rian just glanced at it and ignored it because she didn't care too much, she was watching the news on TV, which officials bribed, which shops opened, She stopped at a remarkable news. The founder of the technology kingdom Iris Larey, the leading billionaire in the technology field. In TV, a very prominent man walks in the middle of the red carpet, his hair is meticulously styled and luxurious, his eyes are as sharp as a falcon, every time he turns his eyes, he attracts women, his face is cold, beautif

I deactivated my social media accounts except for my Twitter account that became my virtual diary. I am indulging myself with tv series I can watch on Netflix. Some series there has a moral lesson that also made me realize about small things. At times like this, we need to change. “Tears can be teachers if we let them” I saw a phrase on the internet. I instantly took a screenshot of it. This quote is realistic. If we let our tears be our teachers, then it will teach us a lot of lessons in life. Crying doesn’t mean a person is weak. Crying is a way where we need to let go of the pain, sadness, and anger in our hearts. After we cry, everything will be okay.

Her mother pulled her into a tight embrace, her soothing voice was like a balm in her soul, “I am so sorry that you are hurting, my sweet daughter. I know that it feels like the end of the world now, but believe me, this pain is not forever; it will pass, and you will come out of this stronger.” Her mother’s words acted as a healing balm, stitching together the jagged edges of her shattered heart. Vivica looked at her mother with a grateful smile, and she whispered, “Thank you, Mom, for your comforting words. They truly mean everything to me. I appreciate you more than you know.”

◓ Maze ◓ Staring at the ceiling, I couldn't hold the tears that stung my eyes. I let them flow as long as they could fall. Hot tears crossed my face, slowly gliding down my sideburns. I wasn't angry with how he tried to manhandle me. I was angry at myself.

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I couldn’t get any words tangible words out. Tears gushed out of my eyes instead. “Oh dear.” She breathed and pulled me into her arms.

“T-th-“ I couldn’t get any words out of my mouth, tears filling my eyes. Aaron holds my face between his hand, his eyebrow pinched with worry. He Sighs, pulling me to him and hugs me. I felt my resolve crumble, tears leaking from my eyes. “I’m here with you, baby. I’m here with you.” He murmurs, rubbing my back. My heart hurt so bad, I wanted to rip it open from my chest. I wanted to yell and cry about how unfair everything is for me. I grab Aaron’s shoulder and sobbed till I felt weak, till I felt every bit of fight slowly leave my body. “It’s fine baby, it’s fine. Let it all out.” Aaron murmurs, still rubbing my back. My tears has now been reduced to hiccups. I leaned away from his hug.

She pointed to the corner of her eye, He brushed the corner of his eye roughly. There were no tears. He didn't even feel like he was crying. Kiara let out a soft laugh, "Are those tears?" "It's not." She leaned closer to Dave, lips touching his ear. "What are those tears for?" "It's not tears, Kiara. My eyes are scorching..." But she narrowed her eyes again, looking completely incredulous. "Who would believe such an explanation?" "These are happy tears." "Really?"

he said while wiping tears from her eyes. 🪶🪶🪶🪶🪶

As I watched, they became moist, soon brimming with tears. Leaning back, she said slowly, “You are not interested in anything,” she turned the face away from me and said through sobs, “You will never understand what I have been through.” Her tears were weightier than words; they appeared like messengers of crushing grief, of deep regret and of divine love. I wondered what I could do to prevent the tears from streaming down her face. I was also crestfallen because of the suspicion that the reason for the tears was me.