Because I Could Not Stop For Death 소설 & 이야기

Bumuntong hinga ako. Hanggang dito na lang. Hanggang dito na lang matatapos. Only death can finalize the moments in life it's finished nearly. I will use the words he taught to me. Under the midnight skies, the authentic feelings you had are your last dust. Some thoughts echoed across me. A quiet night was more alive and prosperous before than today. The heart of my man is like a difficult-to-be simple. I know it's dangerous because my soul crawls out from its hiding.

Pero dahil wala na akong lakas hindi ko na magawa yun hanggang sa kinapos ako ng hininga. I can almost feel death at this very moment. But then something happened.

The air crackled with tension, thick and suffocating. Dahil hindi ko na kinakaya ang paligid, mabilis kong hinila ang seradura, saka walang lingon-lingon akong lumabas. Pagkaapak na pagkaapak ng isa kong paa sa labas, kusang tumulo ang kanina ko pa pinipigilan na luha. I didn't look back. I couldn't. Because deep down, I knew...

Nang makalayo ako sa kanya ay kusang bumagsak ang mga luhang pinipigilan ko. Bakit? bakit hanggang ngayun ay masakit parin? why? gusto ko ng sumaya.. ayuko ng masaktan.. "you can't love him because he was.... the one who will kill you in th ending.. So stop that stupid thoughts of yours that you will be together." sabi ng utak ko.. napabuntong hininga na lang ako..

Napalingon ako nang marinig kong may mga yabag na papalapit sa 'kin habang ako ay nanginginig pa rin. "Mommy? Why is Daddy knocked-out?"

Biglang ang mga mata ko nang sumagi sa isip ko ang sinabi ko. "A-ah ano... hindi yun ang ibig sabihin ko—" "I have no reason to stop now." he chuckled. @VEINS

He stared at her, feeling a cold twist of panic settle in his stomach. “Then why the hell did you say we’d kill a god?!” He snapped, his voice rising a little more than he meant it to. He wasn’t even mad—not really. He was just terrified of the thought that there was nothing they could do, that they were standing there waiting for something they couldn’t fight, couldn’t hurt, couldn’t stop.

My tears stopped… at unti-unting nanlaki ang mata nang magsink-in ang sinabi niya. What? D-Death?

We stepped out as a group, our shadows stretching long over cracked asphalt. Something made me glance back. Maybe guilt. Maybe the old woman's voice. Maybe the ache that comes right before you break free or break apart. The graffiti wall stared back at me. THERE'S NO HEAVEN My chest tightened. Same harsh lines. Same finality. But then— My eyes caught something new. Something scratched beneath it, fresh and raw: THEN WHY LEAVE? My breath hitched. Ian whispered, "Are you okay?" "Don't mind me," I said. "Let's move."

Because the moment our eyes met— Everything else disappeared. The fear. The guilt. The control. It all faded. Leaving only— Him. “This isn’t over,” he said quietly. My chest tightened. “It has to be.” “No.” Silence. Because he meant it. Because I felt it. Because I knew— This wasn’t something I could walk away from. Not anymore. “Then what is it?” I whispered. A pause. Then— He answered. And everything inside me— Shattered. “It’s the moment you stop pretending you don’t want me.”