Novel & Cerita Cry In Silence Quotes

At sa huling entry ng araw na ‘yon, sinulat ko: > Maybe this is what it means to love someone in silence — when the world keeps you apart, but your souls remember each other anyway. That night, bago ko patayin ang ilaw, humaplos ang malamig na hangin sa mukha ko. Naramdaman kong parang may pamilyar na presensiya sa paligid. Hindi nakakatakot. Hindi malungkot. Parang yakap na hindi kailangan ng katawan. “Goodnight, Luther,” bulong ko. At sa unang pagkakataon, hindi na masakit banggitin ang pangalan niya.

'Neath the halo of a street lamp I turn my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed with the flash of a neon light That split the night, and touch the sound of silence Napatigil si Cain. Muling bumuka ang mga labi ni Aozura. And in the naked light I saw, ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking, people hearing without listening Nagduet na ang dalawa. People writing songs that voices never share And no one dared disturb the sound of silence "Fools", said I. "You don't know, silence like a cancer grows Muling umawit si Aozura na wala na ang deep baritone voice ni Cain.

wika niya. Tumango ako at saka pinunasan ang aking mga luha. Bago pa kami tuluyang umalis ay tumalon-talon pa ako para hindi mahalata nila Mama at Ate na umiyak ako. Napatingin ako kay Silas nang marinig ang kaniyang pagtawa. "You don't need to do that because even though you did that, they will still notice that you cried. They will just stay silent about it," he explained.

And his eyes were on hers—bearing words he weren’t able to say. Tumingala siya at isinandal ang ulo sa dingding sa kanyang likuran. Nakita niya mula sa bintana na nag-aagaw na ang dilim at liwanag sa kalangitan. Ilang sandali na lang, muling darating sa buhay niya ang isang gabing walang kasiguruhan. Lalong nanikip ang d*bidb niya. Kapag kuwan, hinayaan niyang tumulo ang kanyang mga luha. They said tears are silent prayers sent to God when words are scarce. And so she began to cry.

But I can feel it— The silence I built around myself now has a crack. And it didn’t come from Serene. It came from the hum and voice of a stranger named Krixaine.

I love the rain, the sound, the smell, the feeling it makes you feel na para bang alam niya 'yong kalungkutan na nararamdaman mo and it's there to comfort you. Sining Fedeli: The rain will stop, the night will end, the hurt will fade. Hope is never lost that it can't be found... I send him an inspirational quote na sinearch ko pa sa g****e. He replied at nagsend pa ako ulit. I tried to call him dahil baka he needed to hear my voice. Baka lang naman he wanted to talk and I'm free to be his listener whenever.

Ngunit heto at nakaupo pa rin ako sa isang tabi at walang planong lumabas sa silid na kinaroroonan ko habang yakap-yakap ko lamang ang aking mga tuhod –para akong nakakulong sa isang rehas ng kawalan. I can't feel anything, I felt numb all over my body, I can't move… my heart and mind are already shutdown –para akong walang buhay, a human vegetable… parang nanumbalik ako sa limang taong gulang na ako. But then I could hear a voice in my mind shouting, “I want to be release!” –Yeah, I want to be release from this misery I am feeling, right now. Can someone help me? Help me please…

He speaked then shouted at the people to hurry. Niyakap niya ako ng mahigpit at pinagdikit ang mga noo namin. Ang mga luha niya ay pumatak sa aking pisngi. "I am stupid... This is my fault... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Huwag mo akong iwan, Athena..." "I...love you too, Silas," that was the last word I said before I again close my eyes. "Athena! No! Please! I'm begging you! Don't leave me! No!"

But because I loved him too much. “Freya,” bulong niya. Mas tahimik ngayon. Mas vulnerable. “I can survive bullets.” Pause. “Not your silence.” At doon ko naramdaman ang sakit. Hindi sa dibdib. Mas malalim. Kasi pareho kami. Kapag hindi siya nagsasalita— I spiral. Kapag hindi niya ako hinahawakan— parang may kulang sa katawan ko. Kapag emotionally distant siya—

“I don't know what I can do to you if you still stay here,” “Tapos na ang fireworks.” He brushed his hair out of frustrations. “You don't understand, it's not just the noise—the silence.” Sinalubong niya ang mga titig ko. “The silence after the noise is the hardest to bear. Ang katahimikan pagkatapos ng mga ingay na iyon ang mas lalong nagpapabaliw sa akin, Bettina.”