Love Yourself Poems นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Sabay kindat. Paki pulot nga po ng puso ko, mukhang nakawala sa hawla eh! Naramdaman ko na naman ulit ang pag init ng aking pisngi na sigurado akong kasing pula na ng kamatis ngayon. Iba ang isang Lucas, shutek!

Ang balat niya na dating amoy lavender at mahal na pulbos ay amoy kemikal na ngayon. I remember looking at her pale face and realized that the world doesn’t care about your heart. Ang pag-ibig, ang tiwala, ang katapatan—lahat ng iyon ay mga luho na para lang sa mga taong may buong pamilya at may pangalang hindi pa nadudungisan. For someone like me, who lost everything in one single night, love is a poison that makes you slow. It is a luxury I can no longer afford.

Lagkasabi niya niyon ay tumalikod na sa akin pero hindi nakaligtas sa aking paningin ang maliit na butil ng kanyang luha na namumuo sa kanyang mga mata. Loving me is like putting yourself into a fire pit, Lovimer. Let see kung hanggang saan at kailan ka mananatili sa tabi ko. ... Vote. Comment. Follow.

—sa mahinang ilaw ng bar ay nakita niya ang munting panginginig ng labi nito— “no one’s home. I’ll be alone. Baka . . . lalo akong mapraning at maiyak.” Hindi niya maialis ang mga mata rito. Telling Aly to find herself a companion for the night would be too rude. She’s crying because of her cheating boyfriend. Of course, she wouldn’t be up to a one-night stand. Telling her that she distracts him and his lifestyle was also rude. At kailan pa isyu sa kanya ang maging rude? “Bawling your eyes won’t make things better.” “Alam ko naman. But it will lessen the weight in my chest.”

Layla "Wala naman na siyang magagawa pa kung tuluyan na akong umalis sa amin e. Tsaka takot lang nun na magalit sa kanya si Lolo Franco. Si Lolo din ang dahilan kung bakit nag lie low na yun sa kanyang mga kasamaan na ginagawa. Tsaka isa din si Lolo na tumulong sa akin noon upang maipatayo ko ang company natin. Nalaman kasi nito ang ginawa ni Mom sa atin kaya yun galit na galit si Lolo sa kanya. Nag sabi kasi si Dad dito na hindi na niya mapigilan pa si Mom. Kaya naman yun umiksina na si Lolo. Gusto ko na sana na lapitan at kausapin kana noong mga panahon na yun kasi sure ako na hindi na ako pakikialaman pa ni Mom. Pero naisip ko din na hayaan na muna kita at babawiin na lang kita kapag kaya

Hindi ko na mapigilan ang sariling humagulhol. Perhaps, that was a ‘yes.’ He really never love me. I was the only one who felt this stupid affection. “Silly you, Beatrize!” _ My father dumped me. The father of my child dumped me. My school will probably dumped me, and my friends too. Dahil lang sa kamaliang ito, nasira ang buhay ko. Now I have nothing to do, but to run away. Maybe, it would be better if I’ll leave this place.

Malungkot ko siyang binigyan ng ngiti at bahagyang napabuntong hininga. “I think love is in everything...” I trailed off. Nag-huhukay muna ng lakas na loob mula sa kaloob-looban. At nang may kaunting nahukay ay saka ko lang tinapos ang pagsasalita. “Love is when you feel fear, hatred, anger, trauma and all the feelings that you could feel. Yung sa akin kasi it's everything. The hatred is there, fear, sadness and the trauma. And I know it's love because if it's not love what I gave back then, then maybe I shouldn't have felt those feelings at all.”

hahayst! Ayaw maalala ni Trsiha ang pangit na naing buhay. Tuningin ito sa amo na titig na tiitg pa rin sa kanya. "Oi friend na tayo baka nakakalimutan mo sir" Bulong ni Trisha. “Did you write that poem thinking of me Trish?” Jeon could not help but ask her. Her poems are so good and it hit him like she is telling his stories. The message is full of love and longing. Her poem reaches his inner soul as if this woman knew him for a long time.

Kinakabahan parin ako lalo na't medyo may karamihan ang mga tao ngayon. Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all Losing him was blue like I'd never known Missing him was dark grey all alone Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met But loving him was red Loving him was red

To give the justice they need 3 Although it's not great the way i planned 2 I know they're now happy and contented 1 They can definitely REST AND PEACE Nakangiti kong pinikit ang aking mata sa hinintay ang magiging mitsa ng aking buhay... ******* Dahan dahan kong imunulat ang aking mata ng marinig ko ang isang boses ng babae na hindi kalayuan sa akin. Sinubukan ko igalaw ang aking katawan ngunit hindi ko kinaya dahil sa sobrang sakit ng aking nararamdaman 'D*mn I am alive?!'