Feeling Lost Quotes Novels & Stories

“You said once na love means staying even when it hurts. Ako ‘yun, Cyn. Ako ‘yung lalaking mananatili kahit lahat ng tama sa mundo sabihing mali tayo.” Tahimik. Walang sumagot, pero ‘yung luha niya, bumigay na. “Then why does it feel like I’m losing myself in you?” mahina niyang sabi. “You’re not losing yourself, baby. You’re finding the part that’s been missing all along.” Ngumiti siya, pero mapait. “You always know what to say.” “Because I meant it.” Niyakap ko siya—mahigpit, desperado.

Lucas I'm a mess, I don't know where to go. My mind is in a mess right now. I'm like a puzzle who are finding his missing pieces, until now. I don't know what to do in my life right now, I can't see where the right path and light is. I don't know where the hope they are saying. All I can do is to stare at the river whenever I want to jump in. I'm in a mess. My mind are in darkness.

Just like that night, I got lost in the pleasure Icarus had provided me despite repeatedly telling myself that I would not allow such a thing to happen again. 'You're a lost cause, Diantha. A fucking lost cause,’ piping pagkastigo ko sa aking sarili. My head is already aching due to frustration. I am too frustrated. Gusto ko na lamang i-untog ang ulo ko sa pinto ng sasakyan ni Icarus, na siyang kinalululanan namin ngayon, o hindi kaya ay hilahin ang buhok ko.

Sambit niya bago tumayo pagkatapos ay inilahad ang kanyang kamay. Malungkot akong napangiti bago tinanggap iyon. One of the saddest things in the world is to feel broken, and although you're somehow been figuratively ripped apart you feel like can never be put back together again. These are days when I ask myself! What are you staying here for? Most times I don't even have an answer. Sometimes I just don't want to be here anymore. That I don't want to fight this kind of sadness sicked. Those toughest thoughts to deal with.

"Ngunit alam naming pareho na ito ay para sa pinakamahusay. Kailangan ni Lucas ng isang taong maaaring tumugma sa kanyang pamumuhay, isang taong makakasabay sa kanya... ngunit hindi ito nangangahulugan na wala kaming isang bagay na totoo." Hinayaan niya ang pangungusap na nakabitin sa hangin, tulad ng isang ulap ng bagyo na nagbabantang bubuhos. Napalunok ako ng mariin, pilit na pinapababa ang pakiramdam ng kakulangan sa loob ko. Hindi ko nais na hayaan ang kanyang mga salita na makarating sa akin, ngunit ang pagdududa ay nagsimulang gumapang. Ako ba ay isang placeholder lamang.

"Do you know how that felt?" Hindi ako sumagot. I couldn't. "Sana pinatay mo na lang ako nun," mahina ang pagkakasabi nya, ngunit ang panginginig ng boses nya ay hindi maikukubli. "Because that's what it felt like... like I died the day I lost you." Marahas akong napapikit. Parang tinutusok ng madaming karayom ang puso ko kada isang salita na lumalabas sa kanyang bibig.

"never apologize for feeling what you feel." I held on to him tighter, letting him hold me as the crickets chirped around us and the wind blew softly through the flowers. After that break down, for the first time in a long time, I feel like I'm not alone. It's so good to let everything in my thoughts out, the jagged pieces of my life that I'd been forced to live. Kahit ako sa sarili ko ay hindi inaamin iyon, pero isang salita lang ni Lazarro nagawa niyang palabasin lahat ng pilit kong binabaon sa limot.

It's like missing a piece of board game, that without it you can't proceed anymore or maybe you can, but you might felt incomplete. "You know there's a quote that I've heard from a movie or something, that when a wife lost her husband she will be a widow, when a child lost her parents she will be an orphan. But there is no word to call those who lost a child. That's why it's unexplainable how painful they may felt," wika ni Marian habang nakatingin lang siya ng diretso kay Emma na nakatayo lang sa may bintanang tanaw ang pine tree na natumba. Hawak nito ang isang glass ng nakalalasing na inumin na siyang maaring paraan nito upang subukang kalimutan ang mga nangyari kahit pansamantala man lan

The specter of that moment was a haunting presence that refused to be confined to the past, its resonance a haunting melody that echoed within the chambers of his heart. "Losing Mr. Cesar," Osiris spoke, his voice tinged with a mixture of reverence and regret, "was like losing a guiding light." The analogy painted a vivid picture, conjuring the image of a luminous beacon extinguished, leaving a world cast into shadow. "And it left a void," he confessed, the word a testament to the emptiness that had settled in the wake of Mr. Cesar's passing. "A void that's been challenging to fill." Martha's hand reached out, her touch a lifeline that offered solace in the midst of sorrow. "I can only imagi

Pero ‘tong nasa harap ko ngayon, basag, wasak, desperado, guilty. I leaned back sa upuan, pinisil ko ‘yung bridge ng ilong ko, pinipigilan ‘yung luha na gustong kumawala. Come on, man. Pull yourself together. Don’t lose it now. Pero hindi ko kaya. Because it feels like I’m losing her while I’m just sitting here. Slowly. Like sand slipping through my fingers no matter how tightly I try to hold on. I grabbed my phone again, nag-type ulit ako ng message kahit alam kong baka hindi niya basahin.