Heartbroken Picture Novels & Stories

Lumabas ako sa kwarto ng anak ko at doon naibuhos ko na ang iyak ko. I was sobbing hars. I thought he didn't know. Pumunta ako sa kwarto ko at kinuha ang nag-iisang picture namin. I crampled it. What's the point of keeping this picture in the first place? To brake me? And now it's not just me, my son as well. I'm sorry anak. I didn't know that you were also broken. Sa nalaman mo, it must've hurt you a lot.

Tinanggap nila ang lahat ng nangyari, nagbigay ng kapatawaran at binigyan ang mva sarili ng pagkakataon na magmahal at makaramdam ulit ng pagmamahal. Ang sugat sa puso ay maghihilom. Nasa iyo lamang bilang taong sugatan kung sa paanong paraan mo ito gustong maghilom. How to heal a broken heart? Learn to accept things no matter how painful they are, forgive and move on. END.....

Nagulat ako ng ngumiti siya ng matamis sakin at hinawakan niya ang kamay ko. " Don't break his heart again, don't lose his trust again. I'm begging scar. Unti-unti na siyang bumabalik sa dati nakikita ko sa kanya lately kaya sobrang nagalit ako ng makita ko photo na yan at alam ko naghihimutok siya sa galit kung sakali kung siya ang unang nakakita yan."malungkot ang kanyang boses ganun ang mapupungay niyang mata at matabang na ngumiti sakin.

The way his jaw moved says one thing, his heart is breaking. Nakita ko na iyon noon. It is the same when my mother cried after a huge fight with my father. I remember friends in college with that dreadful look after a break up. Ganoon din ang mga mata ni Calista nang malaman naming nasawi ang mga magulang namin sa isang aksidente. Maaring ganon din ang sa akin. Heartbroken. Different scenario but same heart wrenching effect. "And I need you to make me look less miserable. I will pay you, don't worry." Mapait siyang napangiti. "Just don't do anything funny and go with the flow."

But looking at him right now, pained and miserable, broke my heart. Hindi ito ang pinangarap ko. Kailanman hindi ko hinangad na umabot kami sa ganito. I loved him so much, that my heart shattered into pieces when he chose to hurt me. I was hurt and betrayed in the past pero hanggang kailan ba ako magmamatigas sa kanya. He is hurting, I am hurting and now...Dalton is hurting. Ayoko nito. Hindi ako ito. Hindi ito ang Zia na pinangarap ko.

Tila napagtanto din niya na tama pala ang sinasabi ng ama niya kagabi na malaki ang kaniyang pinayat at parang lantang gulay na walang kabuhay-buhay. Ganito pala talaga ang pakiramdam kapag broken hearted. Tama nga sila, kahit anong pilit mong maging matatag sa harap ng ibang tao pero kapag magulang o kapamilya mo na ang kaharap mo, hindi mo namamalayang lumuluha ka na pala. Ang sabi nito sa kaniyang isipan habang nakaharap pa rin siya sa salamin at hinahawakan ang sariling mukha. Kailangan mo maging matapang, Mara. Tama si Mama, pagsubok lang iyan at malalagpasan mo rin iyan kaagad.

Hindi ko alam kung ano ang aking gagawin? Kulang ang salitang heartbroken sa nararamdaman ko ngayon. I was devastated. I was shattered into pieces. The world I build around him collapsed right through my eyes. The man whom I trusted my life with left me when I needed him the most. Hindi lang ako kundi pati ang batang nasa sinapupunan ko. Ang batang walang kamuwang-muwang. I heard the elevator dinged. I quickly wiped the tears on my face and managed to look at Mary. Kita ko ang awa sa mga mata niya.

Habang siya naman ay nag-iisip sa kanyang sarili, hindi niya napansin ang nakatayong pigura nang isang lalaking, ilang hakbang ang kalayuan sa kinaroroonan ni Exelle. Nakatayo ito habang hawak ang isang tray na mayroong nakalagay na pagkain sa ibabaw, at tahimik na pinagmamasdan ang pigura ng dalagang nakaupo sa isang silyang nasisilayan ng liwanag ng araw. The beautiful sideview of a woman with a charming eyes that also looked sad and empty, hurting his own heart, and that came to his view after arriving at the very same space that he have with her. But even if they exist in that very same space, pakiramdam ng binata'y malayo pa rin ito sa kanyang mga palad.

he answered. "You can't, I told you. You can't sinabi ko na 'yan ng ginawa natin ang project sa bahay niyo." Ibinaba ko ang iniinom at sinamaan siya ng tingin. "That someone can really die because of heartbreak?" "Obviously," I answered and rolled my eyes. "Then why do I know that I was hurt more when you rejected me?" Natigilan ako at tsaka bumuntong hininga. Accepting defeat?

That right now, being in this bar, surrounded by people, we both actually wish we weren't here. But being here is better than being at home. Home is where everything starts to close in on you and starts to be completely unbearable. That's the thing though about heartbreak, it doesn't just go away when you leave the house. Although I'm sure we both wish it would right now. Nataranta naman siya. Hindi alam kung aaluin ako o pababayaan nalang. Ang sakit sakit. Ang bigat sa dibdib. Patuloy ang pagtulo ng mga luha ko. Bakit sila ganyan?