Wasting Tears On You Novels & Stories

“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.

“For God’s sake, can’t you control yourself?” Wanda’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, her eyes brimming with tears as she stumbled out of bed. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice cracking under the weight of her shame. She rushed to the bathroom, her hands trembling as she splashed cold water on her face, trying to steady herself. The tears came harder, a mix of humiliation and confusion. She had no idea why she felt so ill, why her body seemed determined to betray her at every turn.

he muttered, my vision became blurry involuntary as tears streamed down my face. “Please don't do this”

Chapter Two Ava’s POV The house was eerily quiet, except for the soft rustling of my hands as I packed away the last remnants of my past. I stood in Lily’s bedroom, my fingers tracing over the framed picture of my little girl. Her bright smile was frozen in time, her eyes full of the happiness she had always carried. My chest ached, but I couldn’t cry anymore—there were no tears left. No more pain to wipe on. Slowly, I removed the picture from the wall, placing it gently inside the bag I had set aside. The bag was meant for burning. I didn't want to see anymore of it that will bring pain towards me.

Yannie Ace Ruiz My tears continue to flow unabated despite my efforts to hold them back. They persistently trickle down as I sit in a public jeepney. I'm aware that people are staring and talking about me because of my continuous crying. But I can't help but continue to shed tears because of the intense pain I'm feeling right now. I struggle to breathe, feeling the heaviness in my chest. Additionally, my heart burns as if someone is literally cutting it inside me. Just the other day, Josh and I were so happy. We were so happy that it felt like there was no limit to the joy in my heart. But now, I can't believe that in an instant, we've come to this. I never imagined that we would hurt each o

The scene before me was heartwarming—the easy smiles, the playful interaction, the genuine joy in the simple act of spending time together. I smiled down at them, imaging how we’d spend more days together. I felt a cool sensation on my cheeks, and I went to dab it away, my fingers pulling back with a distinct wetness. Tears were pouring out of my eyes, and I rushed to wipe them away before they blinded me completely.

Feeling tears rapidly gather in my eyes and spill all over my cheeks I finally let myself fall, rather dully collapsing on my knees, but not before letting out an equally frustrated and sorrowful cry. “Fuuuck!”

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.

My Knees started uncontrollably shaking, and tears continued to burst out. I wanted to curse as loud as I can to release this mix of emotions. Calm down, Jada. Martini wants you to feel exactly like this and never let him win. Right, I should be strong right now, but no matter how I tried to cheer myself up, my tears can’t just stop manifesting. “Jada?” I quickly wipe my tears up and flashed a fake smile before I faced Sir Arnold.

I have to accept the fate and destiny reserved for me. I just have to let it flow as it should. All of a sudden, my tears fell from my eyes like raindrops from the sky, ruining my makeup.