Hurting Heart Novels & Stories

ang malamyos nitong salita na para bang hinaplos bigla ang aking puso dahilan upang iangat ko ang aking mukha para makita siya. Napahinto ako ng hinalikan ako ni Ken sa aking noo at muli niya akong niyakap ng sobrang higpit. He comfort me so warm and full of worries that i cant resist to accept it. His hug warms my heart and returns it to a normal beat.

Pero habang hinahabol ko ang hininga ko ay maas lalonngn tumitindi ang sakit na nararamdaman ng puso ko. "Hindi na mababago ang nangyari. Just like how the aftermath cannot be undone. You broke me and it crushed me into a million pieces. Pinagsisisihan kong minahal kita, " kalmado ngunit puno ng diin niyang bigkas. His words hits me more like insults adding more pain to my injured heart. I closed my eyes and slowly, without thinking much, I kneeled on the floor.

Pero yung sakit na binibigay niya… walang gamot na makakapagpagaling doon. Siya ang asawa ko. Siya ang mundo ko. Pero siya rin… ang taong walang awang nananakit sa akin. “The worst kind of sickness isn’t the one that hurts your body. It’s the one that slowly kills your heart because the person you love… doesn’t even care if you live or die.”

hagulgol ko saka napahiga ulit sa kama. Hinalikan ko nang paulit-ulit ang larawan saka hahaplosin at yayakapin ulit.. Hindi ko maipaliwanag ang sakit sa puso ko.. Para bang kakapusin ako ng hininga dahil sa hindi maawat na paghikbi ko. Dinamba ko ang puso ko saka iyon nilamukos ng napakahigpit. Ang sakit talaga.. Naaalala ko na naman ang mukha ng baby ko habang nakangiti sa'kin.. Ngunit napalitan iyon ng Imahe ng nasusunog niyang katawan habang umiiyak at nasasaktan..

Parang unti-unting may binabaon na punyal sa puso niya na nagdudulot sa kanya para hindi makahinga. “Ouch,” da*ng niya. Impit siyang napapikit para tiisin ang hapdi non. Patuloy lang ang pagdurugo tulad ng nararamdamang sakit ng puso niya. Sa ilalim ng ng malamig na gabi. Saksi ang buwan kung gaano kabigat ang dinadala ng puso niya ngayon. She closed her eyes. Bahala na. Bulong niya until everything went black.

The pain was etched and the hurtful words she uttered left scars on my heart. I never thought it would come to that. The moment she said those hurtful words, it was like a dagger to the heart. The love that once flourished felt like it was crumbling, and I was left standing in the wreckage. The things she said, they pierced through every layer of my being. It's one thing to part ways, but the words she chose... they were a different kind of pain. It felt like the person I knew, the one I loved, had become a stranger.

"Dahil kung hindi, hinding hindi mo na ako makikitang humihinga pa pag-gising mo—" "Mahal na mahal kita." Napapikit ako ng hawakan niya ang likod ng ulo ko at hilahin papalapit sa kaniya upang mayakap. Bigla ay mas naramdaman ko ang sakit, sakit na pinanghihina ako. It was emotional pain, but why am I feeling pain in my heart physically?

mapaklang kong saad at naupo sa gilid ng kama niya. "Pakawalan mo 'ko dito at tumakas tayo. Doon tayo maguusap!" galit niyang sigaw kaya pinilit kong maging matapang para ngumisi. What the f-ck, the two important woman in my life chose to hurt me d-mn much. My baby Atarah and now my beastriend. Am I really deserve to be hurt? It is a cruelty of life that a heart can keep on beating even after it has been broken in two. It can feel as though it is being gripped in an ice-cold vice and ache as if it will implode in your chest, but still the boom-boom continues. "Bakit ko palakawalan ang bihag ko? Do you think I'm stupid like you?" I tried to smirked at her even if its's hurt.

Ruan's heart belonged to someone else, a ghost from his past, a woman who had captured his heart and left an indelible mark on his soul. As I reached out and gently squeezed his hand, offering him a silent promise of comfort, I felt my own heart shatter into a million pieces. The dream I had dared to dream, the hope that had flickered within me, was extinguished, leaving behind a void that threatened to consume me.

“Then they’ll figure it out. That’s not on you.” Tahimik ulit. Ang bigat sa dibdib ko parang hindi lang dahil sa lagnat. “I don’t want to hurt them,” I whispered. “I know,” he replied. “That’s why you’re the one getting hurt.” That was when I fell completely silent. It felt like I was slapped gently, but straight to the heart. Heartbroken. Hopeless. Napapikit ako, at dahan-dahang umikot ang dibdib ko. Hindi ko alam kung dahil sa lagnat o sa sakit na parang unti-unting bumabaon.