Being Silent Quotes Novels & Stories

“Because I wanted you again and again. And you kept asking for more.” “Hindi ako nagtanong ng more!” mabilis kong sagot. “Oh really?” tinaasan niya ako ng kilay. “Who was screaming ‘faster, harder, don’t stop’ all night?” Napakagat ako ng labi ko. “Stop it!” “No. Say it. Admit it.” Tahimik lang ako, pero ngumisi siya. “Your silence means yes.” “Cassian, nakakahiya,” bulong ko.

Tumango ako at pinanood siyang maglakad palabas. At dahil nilalamon na ako ng kuryosidad, binuksan ko ang bag ko at inilabas ang maliit na card na nakasiksik sa bouquet. I may tell you to shut up or say that your voice is annoying but what I truly mean is don’t ever be silent. I like your voice. It sounds so lively and fun. Talk as much as you want. Talk about random useless things. Talk when you’re happy or even when you’re sad. I’m willing to listen to everything you will say. Whether those are rants, it doesn’t matter. Just don’t do that again. Don’t be so silent. I was worried, don't you know that?

“Ngayong alam ko na ang totoong nangyari, gusto kong malaman kung pareho pa rin ba ang nararamdaman ko noon at ngayon.” Napakunot-noo ako. Napatingin ako sa kanya nang diretso. Nakakalito kasi… Bakit niya pa aalamin? Puwede namang kalimutan na lang. “Ikaw ba, ayaw mong alamin?” Natahimik lang ako. Ngumiti na naman siya. “Silence means yes.” Umangat ang kilay niya at ininguso ang kamay niya.

Matagal kaming tahimik. Ang tanging maririnig lang, ‘yung mahinang tunog ng aircon at tiktak ng orasan. I watched her struggle. The flicker of hesitation, the collapse of pride, the way her fingers tightened around the strap of her bag. That’s the thing about power, it isn’t about who speaks louder. It’s about who stays silent longer. Finally, she exhaled, shoulders dropping slightly. “If I agree… you’ll help us?” “Yes.”

It was this: quiet understanding, honest words, shared silence. And a man who never rushed me, even when his heart was racing to have me back. “Renzo…” I started, habang nakatingin sa malayo. The soft waves lapped gently at our feet, at parang sinasabay ng dagat ang mga alaala ko — hindi ko na mabilang kung ilang ulit ko nang binalikan ang gabi ng takot, ng pagtakbo, ng kasalanan. “Do you ever stop feeling guilty?”

And in that silence, I waited. The champagne was cold, the crystal flute elegant in my hand, but the celebratory mood felt hollow, a thin veneer over the churning anxiety within me. I sat alone in my opulent apartment, the city lights a blurred spectacle outside my window. The silence was deafening, a heavy blanket smothering the usual vibrant hum of the city. It was a silence pregnant with anticipation, a silence that screamed louder than any celebration.

Hehe “Do you really want to stop now? Just tell me, while I can still control myself,” nag babanta ang boses nya, pero taliwas sa mata nya. Malalim, at parang hindi ang normal na Kalix, “So, silence means yes?” Hindi ako sumagot at tumingin lang sa kanya, maya maya ay ipinulupot ko na din ang magkabila kong braso sa batok niya at ako na mismo ang humila sa kanya papalapit sakin.

Napatitig sa akin si Zhean, his face completely blank and unreadable. He simply stared at me, steady and silent, as if trying to memorize my face for the last time. For a few seconds, neither of us spoke. Then, finally, he broke the silence. “Fine,” he said quietly. Walang ibang sinabi si Zhean. Tumalikod lang siya at naglakad palabas ng apartment. Hindi man lang siya lumingon.

Kaya naman wala siyang oras na dapat pang sayangin at panahon para magkaroon pa ng love life. Dahil sa patuloy na pagtatrabaho at pagtatype ni Aliyah sa keyboard ng kanyang laptop, hindi niya namalayan na may nagchat na pala sa kanya. Napansin niya lang iyon dahil umiilaw ito malapit sa kanya pero hindi niya naririnig ang pagtunog ng message dahil naka silent mode ito. Itinigil niya na muna ang pagtipa sa keyboard at kinuha ang kanyang cellphone na nasa gilid.

“For saving that patient. For doing what’s right, kahit risky. And for still calling me… kahit huli na.” May marahang tawa si Eros, mahina pero totoo. “You always make things feel less horrible.” “That’s because I know how to read your silence. But lately, your silence has been too loud.” Nagtagal ang katahimikan—ngunit ngayon, may lambing. May katiyakan. “Hon…” “Hm?” “Kung nandito ka lang ngayon, yayakapin kita ng mahigpit. I wouldn’t let go.”