Novel & Cerita Love In Other Words

Sumakit na naman ang dibdib niya… yung pamilyar na pakiramdam na hindi niya maintindihan. Parang may humihila. Parang may tumatawag. “Why does it hurt every time I think of loving someone else?” bulong niya sa sarili. Sinubukan niyang isipin si Danica. Mabait. Maalaga. Andiyan siya palagi. Pero sa tuwing iniisip niya ang salitang love, may ibang mukha ang pumapasok sa isip niya. Babaeng umiiyak. Babaeng may matang puno ng tapang at lambing.

Kinausap pa ng masinsinan nila Mama si Love para lang tanungin ito kung hindi ko daw ba tinakot ito, baka daw kasi tinakot ko lang si Love kaya napilitan ito na sagutin na ako. O di naman kaya ay na konsensya lang siya dahil nga sa isa ito sa dahilan kung bakit muntik na akong napahamak ng gabi na yun. Grabi sila sa akin e. Hindi man lang maniwala na sadyang na in love sa akin si Vexana at na hook ito sa taglay kong ganda. Mga walang silbi. Dapat ako ang kampihan nila dahil ako ang anal at kapatid ng mga ito pero hindi e. Hindi sila makapaniwala na kaya akong mahalin ni Love. Mga walang silbi talaga ang mga ito.

"I am too, Maya. We’ve come a long way. But there's still a lot to figure out, isn’t there?" Maya nodded, her lips curving into a slight smile. “We still have a long way to go, but I’m not afraid anymore. I used to think that love was all about timing, about finding the right moment. Pero ngayon, natutunan ko na love isn’t about waiting for the perfect time. It’s about choosing each other every day, no matter the circumstances.”

Paul: "Nasaan ka, love?" Nagngingitngit ang kalooban ng mabasa niya ang chat ng kasintahan. "Love, mukha mo!" kapal din talaga ng apog ng lalaking ito "Dyan lang," matipid na chat niya. Nakita niyang nagtatype ito dahil sa tatlong tuldok na gumagalaw. Inaabangan niya kung anong isasagot nito. Paul: Ingat ka love I miss you😘

Pang-aasar ko sa kanya at kinuha ang kamay niya sa pisngi ko para alisin. Aalisin ko na sana ang kamay ko nang habulin niya ulit ito ng mga kamay niya, “Just stating the fact, love.” He said sweetly. Inirapan ko na lang siya para itago yung hiya ko. Nakakailang babae na kaya 'tong nabola? Ilang babae na kaya yung sinabihan nito ng maganda? Ay, erase! Jusko, grabe sa pag-ooverthink, ah.

1 Corinthians 13 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But for Rowena. . . it already failed. Everything she dreamed together with her husband falls into pieces.

Ayoko kase na patuloy syang manahimik nalang at patuloy na masaktan hindi nya pwedeng yun lagi. ".....most specially, im man!" Singhal nya kaya pakunot ako ng noo. "Damn third what a stupid reason e ano naman? Love is a beautiful thing, its not only made for a man and a woman! You can love whoever you want and you can be who you really are!" Singhal ko na ikinatahimik nya. "Ayokong mawala sya----" "Wala ka bang tiwala? Sa friendship nyong dalawa?" Singhal ko kaya napatahimik sya, and i think i already convinced him.

“Talaga? E ang taray kaya ni Ate. M*****a pa. Anong something ba iyon?” “I saw the word ‘Forever’ in her eyes,” I replied. “Ang OA!” I chuckled. “She changed me. She changes my definition of love.” “Ano ba definition mo sa salitang ‘love’?” Nakakunot na tanong ni Kia, halatang curious ang bata. Ginulo ko naman ang buhok niya at ngumiti. “She, herself is the definition of love.” Lessi did not do anything to prove to me what love is. She unconsciously showed me what love is. Small gestures are a sign of love.

“Marami akong kilalang lalaki, Lucifer. Mabilis akong makabasa at alam mo ‘yon. A man who is in love doesn’t want to be kissed by someone. So tell me, who’s the lucky girl?” He scoffed. “Nonsense.” Umangat ang kilay ni Brittany. “You call love nonsense? O baka naman… hmm, hindi mo pa tanggap sa sarili mong in love ka? I know you, Luke. Love is the last word in your vocabulary. Don’t take me as a fool.”

Love is neither trueor false. Love is love. Love means that differences can be worked out. It's reaching your dreams together.. Love is not only about how you feel. But in times it's about what and how you do to make the other feel. To love a person is to see all theirmagic, And remind them of it when theyhave forgotten. It's when two people touch each others soul,...