My Love In Other Words Novels & Stories

bigla akong napalingon at natigil ang pagbubukas ko sa pintuan ng kotse ko ng marinig ang boses ni Joy. "Uuwi na ako pagod na ako, wala akong ganang magkwento." "Grabe siya! ang daya! gusto ko lang maging updated sa love life mo." nakanguso nitong wika. "Eh kung love life mo kaya atupagin mo." pang-iinis ko dito.Alam ko kasing wala itong lovelife sa ngayon. "Mukha ba akong may love life?" naiinis nitong wika.

"Spread your legs, Love." Sinunod ko ang utos niya ngunit literal na napatirik na lang ang aking mga mata nang angkinin na niya ng tuluyan ang aking pagkababa* na para bang nakikipaghalikan siya rito. His naughty little tongue is doing it's job properly. "I love you, Love," he said in a husky breathless tone as we became one. H******n niyang muli ang aking labi.

"I am not a perfect man but having you beside me, I feel like I have everything in the world. Akala ko sapat ka na sa buhay na ito pero ibinigay mo sa akin ang anak natin. Maraming salamat, Gabriella. I will be a good husband and father to the both of you. And I will always love the both of you." "I have many insecurities back then, and you chose the embrace all of them. Mahirap lang ako. My mother was your family's maid and I was your father's scholar unlike you, you have the power and the money. Yet, you never failed to assure me that you love me. You show it to me with both your words and actions. Having you is already enough for me but having our little angel is a bonus. I love you so mu

Ayokong manumbalik lahat ng iyon. But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain And it’s 2:00 am and I’m cursing your name So in love that you act insane And that’s the way I loved you Breakin’ down and coming undone It’s a roller coaster kinda rush And I never knew I could feel that much And that’s the way I loved you

agad kong napansin na nasaktan siya sa sinabi ko, he’s very visible, yung tipong malalaman mo kaagad kong okay siya o hindi. “Kasi ate, I think I really like you. No, I’m actually falling in love for with you HAHAHA. But you already like someone else eh. But it’s okay, I’m not that kind of guy na susuko agad.” “Chance, Im sorry. Kapatid lang talaga ang turing ko sayo. Maraming magaganda ang kaedad mo na gusto ka, wag ako please. At siguradong may magugustuhan karing iba diyan.”

Parang dinadala ng hangin ang mga salitang iyon ni Seven sa kanyang tainga. Umaalingawngaw 'yon at parang echo na bumabalik. Mabilis na sinulyapan niya ang iba pang larawan. Karamihan ay hindi na full-body picture. Mayroon na lang litrato ng mga mata, long, labi, ngiti... Parang tumigil sa pag-inog ang mundo habang isa-isa niyang tinitignan ang bawat larawan. "S-sino siya?" "My first love."

Hindi siya marunong magmakaawa. Hindi siya marunong umamin. Pero ang mga mata niya? Punong-puno. “You think I didn’t feel anything?” mahina niyang sabi. Isang hakbang pa. Ngayon, halos magkadikit na kami. “I loved you in the only way I knew how.” Nabingi ako sa tibok ng puso ko. “But you needed words,” dagdag niya. Oo. Kailangan ko ng salita.

" Sabi ko. Favorite song ko yon. Bigla siyang umayos ng tayo. Saying I love you,is not the world I want to hear from you. It's not that I want you, not to say but if you only knew. How easy it would be to show me how you feel, More than word is all you have to do to make it real, Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me, cause I'd already know What would you do ,if my heart was torn in two, more than word to show you feel that your love for me is real, What would you say if I love you, more than word to show you , new just by saying I love you

Hindi ko naman kayang pigilan ang nararamdaman ko. Kumuha na lang ako ng tubig at ininom iyon para maalis sya sa isip ko. Pero simula din nang iwan nya ako at makipaghiwalay parang kasabay na din ang paglimot ko sa salitang LOVE. Ni hindi na ulit ako nagmahal ng ibang lalaki kahit napakarami nilang sumusuyo sakin siguro natakot na ang puso ko. Ano ba ‘tong mga iniisip ko baka mamaya malate na naman ako eh. Makatulog na nga lang ulit. "Don't believe everything you hear. There are three sides to a story yours, theirs, and the truth.”

"Tell me you never really love me, that you chose me out of convenience and that you do not plan on staying in the first place. Tell me that you never really see your future with me everytime, that it has always been an unfaltering blur whenever you think about us, pairs and rhymes. Tell me how your days with me were not as beautiful as the moon at night but as gloomy as the sky at dark. Tell me that it has always been that way, ever since our very first day. Tell me that you just play with words like a poet, that you can make a lie sound so beautiful with countless metaphors and oxymorons. Tell me how long you have waited to escape from my chains and how glad you were when you met her. That