Holding Hands Quotes Novels & Stories

This is the first time, na makikita nila kaming mag-asawa na magka-holding hands. Holding hands? Napatitig ako sa kamay naming dalawa. Kailan ko pa siya hinayaan na hawakan ang kamay ko? Kung noon ay naiinis ako at hindi ko hinahayaan na mahawakan niya ako. Bakit ngayon ay parang gustong-gusto ko na ang pakiramdam na magkasugpong ang mga kamay namin?

tahasan niyang hayag. Nangingislap ang mga mata tinitigan siya ng binata. “Talaga?” Tumango siya. “Iyon ang totoo, at hindi ko itinago sa kanya iyon.” Masayang itinaas ng binata ang kamay niya saka iyon hinalikan. “Holding someone’s hand can mean a lot. Lalo na sa taong nasasaktan at nahihirapan. And most specially sa taong malapit sa puso mo? Kasi by holding their hands gently means touching their hearts,” anitong pinagsalikop pa ang kanilang mga palad kaya siya napasinghap at namumula ang mukhang napatitig dito.

“Crystal clear.” And with that, they sat in silence—he, gently holding her hand; she, quietly resting her head on his shoulder. The baby inside her stirred, as if sensing the warmth between two souls who’ve loved, lost, and were—just maybe—starting to heal.

Sinubukan niyang bawiin ang kamay pero mahigpit ang kapit ng lalaki sa palad niya. She rolled her eyes. "You are awake, aren't you?" Lucien let out a soft chuckle, his hand still holding her hand tightly. He lifted his head and stared directly into her eyes. Napalunok si Misha sa paraan ng pagtingin nito. "Let go," mahinang sabi niya. Parang walang narinig na pinaglaruan nito ang palad niya. "Don't want to, I want to hold my girlfriend's hand."

It's saying, I see what you just did and I'm insanely proud of you, but I dare myself to leap further, because I believe in you and your magic, and it's about time you did too. "I will hold your hand while walking around the places we've never been before, unlike today." Kinuha niya ang kamay ko at agad na pinagsalikop ito sa kaniya. "We will eat almost everything edible because food is nearly located at the center of our relationship. We will support each other as we become successful in our careers, and we will help build ourselves to be a better person for us and for our children. We started when we're both a work in progress, and soon we'll still hold hands the moment we become finished

nag-aalala niyang tanong sa akin. “O-Okay lang ako, don’t worry about me…” sabi ko, pero nag-iwas ako ng tingin. Ayokong mahalata niya na naaapektuhan niya pa rin ako in some ways. Ayokong malaman niya na posibleng mahalin ko siya ulit… kahit parang ‘yon naman na talaga ang nangyayari. “I’m sorry. I just can’t help it.” I knew he was referring to our sudden holding hands. I mean—to his hand unanticipatedly holding mine. “I still love—”

he said gently, taking my hand and intertwining our fingers. "I am so grateful because I found you, my missing rib." I looked down, feeling that familiar flutter in my stomach. Ross' words were always so heartfelt, making me feel so cherished and loved. "I'm sorry," I whispered, squeezing his hand. "I just can't help but worry sometimes." Ross leaned in, his forehead touching mine. "You don't have to worry, baby. I'm not going anywhere. You're my everything." The traffic light turned green, and Ross started driving again, but his hand never left mine. In that moment, I felt a renewed sense of security and love. No matter what fears I had, Ross's words and actions always reassured me that I w

“What?” “Lalong dumadami ang mga tao, mahihirapan tayong makalabas kapag tumagal pa tayo rito,” malamig na aniya. He looked at our hands and even held it tightly. “You might get hurt if you’re alone. Don’t let go of my hand so you don’t get lost in my sight.”

Inayos n'ya ang mga folder gamit ang isang kamay. "Seriously, Adam, bitawan mo ang kamay ko para maayos mo agad yan." "But... I want to hold your hand. Hindi naman ako nagmamadali. Pwede kong hawakan ang kamay mo habang ginagawa ko to." "I won't go anywhere else." "But my heart will if I let go of your hand."

His eyes was still fixed on the road but I know he's talking to me. "Why?" I said in a soft voice. I looked at my hand and grabbed it using his right and intertwined our fingers. "So that the someone who is made for you will come and fill those gaps by holding ours hands, forever." This time, hindi ko na pinigil ang ngiting namuo sa labi ko pero itatanggi ko pa rin na kinilig ako doon. Our hands we're still intertwined pero hindi ko nalang pinakialaman. "Ang harot mo kupido." Natatawang sabi ko.