Novelas y relatos de Love Sadness Quotes

Sabay punas ko sa luha ko. "Hmmm...." Habang nag-iisip ng sasabihin sa'kin. Hindi na rin ako nagsalita at hinintay ko lang ang sasabihin niya sa'kin. "Ah, ito Adi maganda 'to." Sabay ngiti ng malapad sa akin. "Cry, forgive, learn, move on, and let your tears water the seed of your future happiness it was quoted by Steve Maraboli." Somewhat it made me calm.

Lahat ng sakit ay nandidito sa dibdib at dinudurog ako dahil sariwang-sariwa sa akin ang lahat. Can someone tell me, how can I escape from this sadness and pain? Haven't I deserve to be happy?

"...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.

The specter of that moment was a haunting presence that refused to be confined to the past, its resonance a haunting melody that echoed within the chambers of his heart. "Losing Mr. Cesar," Osiris spoke, his voice tinged with a mixture of reverence and regret, "was like losing a guiding light." The analogy painted a vivid picture, conjuring the image of a luminous beacon extinguished, leaving a world cast into shadow. "And it left a void," he confessed, the word a testament to the emptiness that had settled in the wake of Mr. Cesar's passing. "A void that's been challenging to fill." Martha's hand reached out, her touch a lifeline that offered solace in the midst of sorrow. "I can only imagi

Malungkot siyang tumingin sa akin saka maingat na pinahid ang mga luha sa aking pisngi. "I'm sorry if I failed you, Love...but please always remember that I'm genuinely happy whenever I'm with you. I love you so much Louisse, I regret the day that I'd hurt you. If I could only turn back the time, I will start it from doing what is right. I-I'm sorry, Love...I'm so sorry..." his voice broke. He gently pulled me towards him and for the last time I felt him hugged me like his life depended on it. He cried hard on my shoulder and I let him be, dahil alam kung pagkatapos nito tuluyan na siyang mawawala sa akin.

Yon nga ang sabi sa isang quotes na nabasa ng dalaga. "It is better to love and to be loved than to have never loved at all." “Pero bat ganon?” “Bakit tila yata masheeeket?”

Napalunok ito bago nagsalita sa mababang boses. “Ysabela, I’m.. I’m sorry. My emotions overwhelmed me. Years of longing have left me consumed by loneliness.” Miserable nitong saad.

Kinikilig na wika ni Elvis. “Alam mo namimiss na kita. Kailan ka ba gigising, Love. Gusto ko na marinig ang boses mo, gusto na kitang yakapin ng sobra-sobra. Hindi na rin kita aawayin, o iiwan. Sorry ha, dahil sa akin na-aksidente ka pa. Kasalanan ko talaga ‘to." Malungkot na naman wika nito habang marahan na hinahaplos ang pisngi ng asawa.

"Stop crying now, babe. It saddens me every time I see you crying. Pinunasan niya ang humagos na luha ko. "Nalulungkot pa rin ako sa nangyari. Hindi ko na siya makikita." Malungkot na sabi ko. He forced a small smile. "Everyone does." "I want to hate her but I can't." "Babe, if they chose to be together they won't be happy. Life is a matter of choosing of your happiness, every day is a short life so, live it fullest." Lalo naman akong nalungkot sa naging sagot niya.

Noong bata pa ako, I used to think na kapag umulan sa araw na namatay ang isang tao, ibig sabihin, may nalulungkot somewhere. Maybe heaven. Maybe the universe. Maybe yung mga taong hindi marunong magsabi ng I love you habang may chance pa. I always thought that if I were the one to disappear someday, I hoped it would rain. So maybe, just maybe, the rain could wash away everything I'd leave behind. The guilt. The regrets. The words I never had the courage to say.