Why Are My Tears Warm Novels & Stories

♛ Aurora: Feeling numb all over me, I lay on the bed for close to an hour after waking up. My head was throbbing with a sharp ache, and my eyes were burning with pricked tears. Why am I still crying? I’ve been trying to stop the tears from spilling out, but the moment I wipe them from my eyes, more keep on clouding and blurring my sight. My heart feels like it’s being ripped out. And that hurts.

I trailed off, wiping my tears away. I’m having a hard time suppressing my tears and I couldn’t contain it anymore. I cried, I cried out loud like a little child in front of him for apparently no reason at all. Maybe because of the fact that he’s treating me in a very cold way right now. But just to be clear, I am crying not because I’m hurt, but because I am frustrated and guilty.

i said calmly and she looked down, not being able to match my intense look. She was sniffing and weeping. I was wiping her tears as they rolled down her cheeks. She looks like she won't stop crying now. I hugged her tightly, my one hand snaked around her waist and the other on the back of her head. “ Hush.... Baby...” i whispered near her ears, and patted her slowly. Why do i feel something strange. I don't know what it is, but it's similiar to warmth. She melted in my arms and finally she stopped crying.

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.

A moment later, something warm landed against my hand. I looked down automatically, confused for a second by the sensation, and it took me an embarrassingly long moment to realize that the warmth wasn't coming from the fire at all. It was a tear. Somehow, without noticing, I had started crying. “Damn it.” The curse escaped me under my breath as I immediately lowered my head, hoping I could regain control before Maddie noticed how completely I was falling apart, but the moment I tried to stop, the tears only came faster, as though whatever fragile barrier had been holding them back for weeks had finally given way under the pressure.

Mу tears аrе thе ѕnоttу type of сrуіng that lеаvеѕ уоur face red аnd уоur еуеѕ swollen. Sо much fоr сrуіng those lady-like, gеntlе tеаrѕ. I’vе nеvеr been grасеful іn mу grief. Anger аnd snot; thаt’ѕ mу ѕtуlе nоnе of those dеlісаtе еxрrеѕѕіоnѕ оf аnguіѕh. I juѕt соllарѕе аnd I саn’t ѕtор іt frоm hарреnіng аgаіn nоw. “Carrie, it’s оk. Juѕt hold оn, I’ll be there soon.”

I let my clothes fall away, one layer at a time as the warm bathwater was rushed to fill up when I turned it on. Steam filled the room, fogging the mirror and softening everything. When I stepped under the water, the warmth licked my wounds hurtfully. It stung everywhere the scratches were. Tiny lines of red reopened, mixing with the water and running down in thin streams. I pressed my lips together, trying not to cry out but that was when the tears came. My tears in the bathroom usually came with the need to hold a balance or I might just slip off and get myself injured. I reached out and held the tub strongly.

“Are you okay?” Tears spill down my face before I even realize I am crying. They slide over my cheeks, warm against my overheated skin. His eyes widen when he sees them. Wrapping an arm around my back, he pulls me into him. His other hand presses gently against the back of my head, guiding me to his chest. The dam breaks. An ugly, choking sob rips out of my throat. I don’t try to hide or muffle it. I am used to swallowing my tears so I don't wake anyone, but right now, the grief is uncontrollable.

Now that a glimmer of hope had appeared before me as Kaelan, why would she think that asking for help would be considered burdensome? "You can never bother me!" I yelled at her softly as a reminder. I could see regrets in her eyes as they teared up and I immediately embraced her warmly again. "Please don't ever think that you'll be a burden to me." Now her tears were streaming, and I was immediately soaked in the warm liquid. One look at her and I could tell she wasn't sad or anything, she might be crying, but those tears weren't conceived from pain or sadness, they were tears of joy.

She stops crying and gets surprised about it trying to understand what it meant for her. Taking a drop of tear on her palms. She takes it to Vinixs cottage to search for what it meant in the spell book. After some minutes of careful research and findings. It is said that tears contain some kind of healing powers and can rejuvenate and heal someone who has been cut or bruised.