Novel & Cerita Another Word For Broken Heart

Dahan-dahan akong tumingin sa kanya. At doon— naputol ang hininga ko. Hindi siya ang Torren na kilala ko. Hindi mafia king. Hindi cold. Tao. Concerned. Broken in a different way. “You’re not breakable,” sabi niya. Napailing ako. Tumawa ako ulit—pero ngayon mas masakit. “You keep looking at me like I’m something fragile,” bulong ko. “Pero hindi mo alam kung ano ako.”

A na sumisipol itong pumasok at dumiritso sa kanyang desk. "Nagbabagong buhay pala ang isang tao kapag in love?" Panunuksong wika niya. Hinugot ko ang baril ko na naka sukbit sa aking tagiliran at tinutok iyon sa kanya. "Kaya masalimuot ang buhay mo dahil broken hearted ka." "Burn baby burn," panunudyo ng tatlo sa kanya. Napangisi ako ng tumahimik ito at sinamaan kaming tatlo ng tingin.

But when you start fucking it up, expect that everything will follow. "I'm sorry Mira." I'm sorry that I can't love you the same way you love me. I'm in love with you but I'm not ready. I'm not whole. Not yet. I'm broken. My heart is mending inchmeal. I am still grieving. You deserve my whole heart, not the pieces of it. If I am going to love you, you deserve the best version of me, and right now I cannot give you that.

mapaklang kong saad at naupo sa gilid ng kama niya. "Pakawalan mo 'ko dito at tumakas tayo. Doon tayo maguusap!" galit niyang sigaw kaya pinilit kong maging matapang para ngumisi. What the f-ck, the two important woman in my life chose to hurt me d-mn much. My baby Atarah and now my beastriend. Am I really deserve to be hurt? It is a cruelty of life that a heart can keep on beating even after it has been broken in two. It can feel as though it is being gripped in an ice-cold vice and ache as if it will implode in your chest, but still the boom-boom continues. "Bakit ko palakawalan ang bihag ko? Do you think I'm stupid like you?" I tried to smirked at her even if its's hurt.

I let a heavy sigh and I didn't even thinking when I sad something that shattered his world. "N-no I don't love you anymore"

The pain of waiting for him, hoping against hope, had taken its toll on me. "Kung siguro nasusukat lang ang heartache siguro andun na ako sa maximum level," I continued, tears streaming down my face. It felt like my heart had reached its breaking point, unable to bear the weight of unrequited love any longer. I had been holding on for so long, hoping that things would change, but it seemed like I had reached my limit.

Tagaktak sa pawis ang aking noo at halos mabingi ako sa bilis at lakas ng kalabog ng aking puso. Nanlaki ang aking mga mata nang napagtantong napanaginipan ko itong muli. Hindi ko matandaan kung kailan ang huling gabi na nanaginip ako nito ang tanging alam ko ay maraming beses ko na itong napapanaginipan.

kausap niya sa sarili. At kasabay niyon ang pagtulo ng masaganang luha sa kanyang mga mata. Hanggang ngayon, patuloy pa rin siyang nasasaktan ng ganito katindi dahil kay Dwight---He who broke my heart! ITUTULOY...

"Hindi naman, kulang lang siguro ako ng tulog. Ewan." "Heartbroken ka yata eh," nabigla naman ako sa sinabi ni Lorna. "Heartbroken ka riyan. Paano mo naman nasabi na wala naman akong jowa." "Aba! Bakit, kapag may jowa lang ba maging heartbroken? Hindi kaya. Isa pa sa tingin ko kahit ideny mo pa pero minsan may iba talaga akong napapansin sa'yo Inday eh."

My childhood friend, My sweetheart, My heartbreak..