Asymptotic Love Meaning นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Binalingan niya naman si Soffi na napataas ang kilay dahil sa sinabi ng kaibigan namin. “In love? Nababaliw ka na ba, Jovy? Do you think nasa vocabulary ng mga taong kagaya ni Wesley ang salitang in love? Baka nakakalimutan mo na hindi lang pangkaraniwang tao ang asawa ni Symphony? Wesley’s pure evil. And evil doesn’t know what love is.” There’s no hint of joke in Soffi’s voice while she’s stating those words. She really meant everything she had said. And her words got me thinking about my marriage with Wesley.

Pero pilit ko kasing sinanay na ang puso ko, na kahit ang isip ko ay tila sila'y nagkakasundo. I smiled at Olympia. “Don't worry, Ollie. If there's a man who can give me genuine love... someone who can clear my sight and turn it into an undying revelation that true love exists? Hindi ako mag-aatubiling mahalin din siya. But for now,” Umiling ako sa kanya. “I'd rather be alone. I can't see myself falling in love, yet, Olympia.” “Naiintindihan ko, Jas.” Ollie smiled at me and pulled me into a hug.

Paglilinaw nito. "Baka hindi ko pa kaya Paul. Ayokong isipin na gagawin ko lang ito para makalimot. Ayokong mag-paasa ng tao at lalong ayokong makasakit." Sagot niya na totoo naman talaga. Kahit may nararamdaman siyang kilig para rito ay gusto parin niyang makasiguro sa kung ano ang nararamdaman niya. "I know,willing akong maghintay Ash. That is what love really means the willingness to wait.

Sa kabila ng malawakan kong pang-unawa, ano at umabot pa rin doon ang aming pagmamahalan? It is true that no matter what you do as long as you aren't enough for anybody, you will never be sufficient. As mankind is never growing tired of demands and expectations in life, satisfaction is just a confusion and a big question mark. So it is love! As long one of the two parties still wanting for more or must say doesn't recognize the word appreciation will always be like an empty cup of a hot coffee even filled! Nahinto ang mas malalim na ipinaglalaban ko nang makarinig ng sunod-sunod na katok mula sa labas ng aking kwarto.

LOVE is affiliated with pain. Kapag kasi nagmahal ka asahan mong masasaktan ka. Hindi mo maiiwasan ang sakit na iyon kapag totoong nagmamahal ka. Nasasaktan ka kasi sobrang minahal mo ang taong iyon. Love isn't always perfect. It isn't a fairytale or storybook. And it doesn't always come easy. Love overcoming obstacles, facing challenges, fighting to be together, holding on and never letting go. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, and impossible to live without.

"But isn't it love? You don't expect something in return." "No Wallace, love should be balance. If you're the giver, you will lose the things to give if you don't refill it. Love works when both of you are giving." Hindi na ako sumagot pa at ngumiti na lamang sa kanya. "Yana?" someone called Ashianna and I saw the nervous in her eyes. "Thirdy..." her voice became weak and soft. "What are you doing here in the hospital?" Lumipat ang tingin ng lalaki sa direksyon ko at nahuli ko kung paano bumaba ang tingin n'ya sa kamay kong hawak ni Yana.

Walang paligoy ligoy na wika nito kaya hindi ko alam kung matatawa ako o maiinis dahil napakaseryoso nito habang nagsasalita. Ang tanga ko rin sa parte na nauna pa pala itong nakatambay rito pero hindi ko man lang napansin dahil ang buong atensyon ko ay nakafocus sa pag uusap namin ni Alas. Napailing nalang akong natawa saka ginulo ang buhok nito. "Ano ba kasing alam mo sa love? You're too young to understand it's meaning Vince."

Kahit kasi paulit-ulit ko na rin naman ito na sinasabi sa kan’ya, paulit-ulit pa rin siya na kumokontra sa relasyon na mayroon kami ni Tyrone. "Love is different from companionship or even infatuation." Titig na titig pa rin sa akin si Ashley habang sinasabi niya iyon sa akin. "You don't love him, Rave. Akala mo lang mahal mo siya, pero ang totoo ay hindi. And it is the same way that he doesn't love you."

Magkasama, masaya, at patuloy na ini-explore ang mundo ng pagmamahal. Habang nakaupo sila sa isang park bench sa ilalim ng city lights, tinanong ni Maya, "Do you think love is ever perfect?" "No," sagot ni Ash. "I think love is always in beta—never perfect, always evolving. But that’s what makes it worth it." Ngumiti si Maya, humilig sa kanya, at alam niyang kahit ano pa ang dumating sa kanila, pipiliin niya si Ash—araw-araw, oras-oras, sa bawat pagkakataon.

"Mali kayo sa inyong mga desisyon na nagawa, Marciella. Mali ang pamamaraan ni Ashmer. Hindi nga naman pwedeng mahal niya kayo ni Percylla pareho. Hindi din pwedeng kamamatay pa lang nong isa ay naging kayo na. No offense, Marciella pero ang sagwang pakinggan." Nakatulala lang ako at pilit na iniintindi ang linyang iyon ni Tito Edrick. "Is it wrong to love?" "No, Marci. Love is like music. It requires the right pronunciation of lyrics, staying in tune, and, most importantly, perfect timing to sound beautiful. I believe that's the issue with you two. Your timing isn't aligned. You need to be in harmony because rushing to finish a song might ruin it for both of you."