Try Not To Cry To A Love Song Novels & Stories

The silent cry was heard Amid the night Without any word Peering on a moonlight I was ruined Though love was all I'd given I was pained My bliss was what they've taken Millions of lies Loud tears from my eyes Salted my wounds Fighting endless dooms I was put in a maze No way for me to escape The only thing in me was a dagger To break the wall before supper The route was always towards you Still coming to the room of blue I can't follow where my mind leads me to Because after all, I foolishly love you -Gabbie Sanchez 🔸🔸🔸

I look in his eyes as tears slip down his cheek. I take a sharp breath. His pain bleeds into me, and I fight back the tears that threaten to fall. I look away from him. I’m fighting a losing battle, my heart and body want him, the bond craving his touch, but Aura and I don’t want him. The damage has been done. Suddenly, the song by Lewis Capaldi, Someone You Love. Came into my head. I hear a thud and turn to look towards the door. Titus is on his knees. He has a broken spirit.

CLYONE I closed my eyes even tighter as I leaned my head against the cabinet behind me. I could feel the hot liquid slowly streaming down on my cheeks. Geeze. Here comes the crybaby me again. The song keep blasting really loud as it lingers in my ears. Every word of the lyric fills my head making such a massive impact as if it is embracing the emotions inside me, sympathizing or maybe trying to make me feel better. Unfortunately, it just made the sorrow vivid, not lessen it.

" I said, and he nodded. The beatings was calm, everything went well till the lyrics came banging my head. ' Don't love me...love doesn't settle scores.' ' Don't love me, I'd never love you back. It would feel so real...but it's all a farce. Don't love me, baby I would break your heart, it feels so real....' The tears left my eyes so hard, so fast...I was sure my eyes was going to be so red I'd have to put on an eye lens to cover it. I was crying hard. It was painful. Love was painful.

During a family dinner with Liam, I brought up the idea of getting married sooner and starting a family. He immediately assumed I was after his family's wealth and only wanted to marry him for his money. In front of everyone, he slapped me more than a dozen times. Then he turned around and pursued his jealous childhood sweetheart. I grabbed his hand and begged him not to leave, but in a fit of rage, he shoved me down the stairs. That shove ended up breaking both my legs and fracturing my skull. I spent a month in the ICU before I finally regained consciousness. This time, I didn’t make a scene. Instead, I called my mother overseas. "Mom, about the inheritance you mentioned last time… I

“Let’s sit around, Waiting for the sun to rise Let’s sit around, Waiting for the moon to fall By the water As it glistens You could listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears But remember that I love you, I will forever No matter what happens, To me or you We’ll be together Through the years So as you cry Please listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears”

“It’s okay. I like it when it’s just us, too.” And just like that, he undoes me. I blink fast, willing the tears not to fall, not while I’m driving, not while he’s watching. I don’t want him to think love makes people cry. I want him to believe it makes people whole. But maybe I’m still figuring that out, too.

Can we forget about the divorce? Carter was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected that from Misty. If she had confessed her love for him in the past, he would have been overjoyed—perhaps even moved to tears. But now, after his patience had worn thin, all he felt was a faint sadness. He looked at her and asked, "Do you love me? What about Zach?" Misty froze, unable to respond. A flicker of disdain flashed across Carter's eyes. "Misty Lawrence, a heart has no room for two."

I could feel her fear, her disbelief, but I needed her to understand. “I love him, Ma," I said, my voice trembling but firm. "And please, don’t call it infatuation or loneliness. It’s not like that, it’s… it’s real. I know it’s hard for you to believe, but I need you to listen, just listen to me.” My heart pounded in my chest, hoping, begging that she could see what I was feeling, that she could try to trust me in this.

"Holly, we're having another child. This time, it's really ours. Don't worry. I'll take care of them, I swear. Holly, what should we name them? Do you think they'll look more like you or me?" Question after question had tumbled out of his lips. I'd had no answers. I had only smiled and kissed him. If only time had stopped at that moment. Without love, there would be no hate. Without happiness, the pain wouldn't have come so fiercely. Elliot carefully cradled the small, crimson bundle in his arms. This time, he let go of all his pride. He dropped to his knees and broke down in uncontrollable sobs. "Holly, how could you be so cruel? You cut us off just like that! Holly, please come back… I can