Why Are My Tears Warm Novels & Stories

I am taller than him, he tiptoed and kissed me on the lips, his eyes were half-closed while mine are wide open, I saw his tears flow down from his cheek, I used my thumb to wipe it. "I cried so many times already, if I can calculate the tears I have shed, I think I might be able to full a pool. But right now, I'm am crying because of happiness, now I believe that some tears are sad and some are wonderful, these tears are the proof that people cry when they are happy. Tears of happiness," He continued. I just smiled. He is an amazing person. " I promise that from now on, you will only cry when you are happy, I will never let you cry due to sadness. This eyes doesn't deserve to shed sad tears,

Something I longed for and hadn't realized. After a drop of water fell on my right hand causing me to look up. Moving my eyes up from the sink to the mirror I took in my appearance. Still dressed in Nick's clothes I looked warm. I felt warm and sad, but warm. I hadn't realized I was crying until I saw a tear streak and another tear falling beside it. Why am I crying? Is it bad that I don't know the reason for my own tears? I'm a therapist, I should know, right?

My vision grew hazy before I realized tears had gathered in my eyes again—but this time, they weren’t heavy. They were warm.

Would I still be this hopeless? A strong gust of wind and the harsh thrashing of the waves surprised me. It took me a second to retreat my hand from the water, then I embraced myself as if it could stop the heat escaping from my body. However, my hands were as cold as ice that the heat I expected to stay wasn't felt by my body. It was then I felt the warmth I was looking for when a rivulet of tears started trickling down from my eyes. Grasping my shirt firmly at my chest, I cried all my heart out.

My body can't recognize this feeling but I can say that it isn't a bad thing. To hear your parents tell you that they are proud of what you have done, it gives me an unexplainable feeling. Well, it is not that It never wanted this to happen but still... since I was a little , it was my mother who will show me her love and make me feel like I am special but that is not the same to my father I'm not sure why I feel like I'm having warm tears that is floating down to my ears. I am not a cry baby since I was a little and I will often keep my calm whenever there's a situation that are so tearing up

The temperate was perfect, a little hotter than my lukewarm water, but today I required that. I closed my eyes and leaned on the wall. Shower water soaked me entirely, my hair was wet enough for shampoo, but my body wasn’t willing to move an inch from the place I was in. I felt a strong sense of sensation in my stomach as water slipped from my body to the tile floor of the bathroom. My eyes were burning, something inside the closed eyelid was bothering me. As if something wanted to be overflowed. I opened my eyes and let them swim away from my eyes, and as I blinked, tears fell from them, and I cried.

Maybe. Tears sting my eyes. There are only two individuals in this world who have seen my tears before - dad and Mackkenzie. But now, since I’m incapable of controlling my tears, they fall down, and Mackenzie’s parents see them. I attempt to look away, but Mackenzie gently pulls my face towards her, angling it to the direction of her parents too. I’m too emotionally weakened to even protest to her. I need her touch, her warmth and her comfort. And that’s exactly what she’s giving me while wiping my tears dry.

I saw a river on the side of the road, its water is so calm and reassuring to look at. This river seems to have no end because of its sheer length. I let the wind caress me and embrace me. I can feel the warmth of my eyes again with the tears welling up. I don’t know what in all I’m going through makes me cry right now but I know I’m hurting. My heart feels so heavy and it seemed as if the passage of air in my hair and body is asking me to let it out and shed my tears. A tear flowed down my cheek followed by large drops. My vision is becoming blurry now and I can't see the road very well as my eyes are already filled with tears.

she assured me with so much warmth in her eyes. Fresh tears streamed down my cheeks as I had longed to see those warmth. "Why are you crying," she asked as she cleaned the tears with her hands. "I missed you so much that's why," I told her. "Tell me if you need anything I'll get it right away." Fiona smiled at me, and tears rolled out her eyes.

Kevan blinked, and the tears in his eyes spilled out. Larissa could clearly see the glistening tears that rolled down his cheeks and dripped on her neck. It was simultaneously icy cold and scorching hot.