Losing Feelings Quotes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he answered with a trembling voice. "Then try harder," sagot ko naman. "I love you so much and you don't know how I feel empty for all of these years." Hindi ako makapag-isip ng sasabihin. Bumuntong hininga ako at bahagyang hinilot ang aking sentido. Sumasakit na ang ulo ko sa pinaggagawa niya. Ilang taon na ang lumipas. "Move on. Forget about me. Be happy."

Umiiyak ako habang niyayakap ang duguan niyang katawang-lupa. "Hindi!!! Hindi pa ako patay!!!" ang sigaw na pumailanlang sa buong paligid. Matapos ang pangyayaring iyon, bigla na lang siyang nawala. *** "How does it feel to lose someone you love?" Ilang beses akong nakatanggap kinabukasan ng ganoong text messages na paulit-ulit mula sa isang number na hindi naka-register sa cell phone ko. Mula umaga hanggang hapon, iyon at iyon lang ang tine-text. Ilang beses ko na ring in-ignore ang text messages. Pero kahit na ilang beses ko nang dineadma at binura yung messages, at pinatay yung cell phone ko para hindi na ako makabasa ng ganoon, patuloy pa ring nagpapadala si not-so-unknown-sender sa akin

Every time those echoes in my ears, system, and heart, I feel like I will suffocate at any time from where I stand. "I'm sorry, Avry. Hindi na kita mahal. Mahirap bang tanggapin yun?" — so effortless for her to unlove me. "May iba na kong mahal, Avry. That's the point. I am sorry. I hope you can move on now." — so easy to replace me. "Lablab." — That freaking endearment sounds like horror to me. I apathetically chuckle at that undesirable thought, consuming the heaviness that vigorously eats me up as I gulp my drink to its last drop.

Iyon ang pag-aaral kung paano bibitaw sa isang tao o kung kailan ang tamang panahon para bitawan na ito. In the moment of saying goodbye, there is an acute awareness of the transient nature of life. Embracing this impermanence lends a certain gravity to the farewell, urging us to cherish the time we've had and the memories we've created. As the farewell unfolds, memories dance in a melancholy rhythm. Each shared laugh, every shared tear, and the echoes of shared experiences flood the mind, creating a tapestry of moments that define the connection shared. Saying goodbye becomes an opportunity to express gratitude for the love and companionship that defined the relationship. Gratitude is a sal

na para bang sila lang ang tao ang nandito. I smiled sadly. I felt crestfallen. I don't know what to do, for the sight cuts deep. A longing I didn't expect has taken hold, and now I'll bear the ache, knowing I'll soon leave. The thought of fading into shadows, of being forgotten, is a weight on my chest. But perhaps it's best and let Dark find love with another when I'm gone. In these fading whispers, I'll find my peace, a quiet solace in the knowledge that love's pain can be a gift, even if it's not mine to keep. The days slip away, and with them, my heart yet in this sorrow, I'll find a strange, melancholy beauty. But I was really getting into peace? Or it was another painful moment for me

Time. A proverb once said that time heals all wounds no matter how deep they could be. Little did they know that time merely softens the pain and blurs the memories? Time could sometimes feel so short--- that's when we're making the most out of its seconds. Sometimes it feels so long--- that's when every second counts to a phase where we struggle. It extends to people, love and opportunities, so all we should be doing is try our best to keep what makes us the happiest, but learn to let go when something's too unbearable.

"...hmmm...Sometimes good-byes are not forever It doesn't matter if you're gone... ....I still believe in us together...mmm ....I understand more than you think I can You have to go out on your own...mmm ...So you can find your way back home...mmm" I started tearing up again. Why do I have to feel this emptiness again? "Letting go is just another way to say, I'll always love you so." Until when do I have to feel this sadness? I've already let you go, but why are you still haunting me? Its been years, please help me move on. That night I found myself crying again until I fall asleep.

kapag kasi parati, baka wala nang excitement, baka hindi na niya maramdaman ng tunay iyong mga salitang iyon kasi araw-araw niyang maririnig. So, it’s good to somehow make the person feel the longing. Kaya ngayon, gets ko na iyong sinabing phrase ng teacher ko dati noong high school ako na, absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it inflames the great. Kaya minsan, kailangan lang magpa-miss ng isang tao. But now, I felt like I have to say it to him how special he is to me, how he brings colors, and how I love him. He deserves to know that.

Why do you always say sorry? How about my feelings? How about me? When you're gone When you left me behind When I found out that I'm not in your arms When I found no trace of you around When I felt so sad and all I can do is to cry Are you ready to face the future without me? without my hug? without my kiss? without my comfort? are you going to be happy when the only person that make you happy is already the one you lost Do you think that having all you want,

Matipid akong ngumiti ng maramdaman ang sakit na idinulot ng mga salitang 'yon sa sariling puso. "This will be gone soon, my feelings don't last." Huminga siya ng malalim at tumango tango kaya naman ng maupo siya ay nawala ang ngiti ko at tsaka ako napatitig sa kisame. Pinakamasakit sa lahat? Madalas katotohanan.