Quotes About Lost Loved Ones Novels & Stories

Kung magsalita man siya, hindi ko siya kikibuin. "In life, it's normal to lose someone dear to you. Life is all about losing and gaining after all. It's a cycle that keeps people moving." Naramdaman ko ang marahan niyang pagpisil sa palad ko kaya napaharap ako sa kaniya. At nang magtama ang aming mga mata ay ngitian niya ako nang matamis. "We are still here. You have us. Don't think that you already lost everything."

At marahil tama nga ang sabi ng iba. It’s better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all. Masakit. Pero totoo ang naramdaman niya. “At saka…” mahinang sabi niya, “kung mananatili siya sa buhay ko nang hindi naman niya iyon gusto, mas lalo lang kaming masasaktan kapag pinatagal pa. Parehas lang ang ending, maghihiwalay din kami.” “Sige po,” sagot nito sa wakas. “Ihahanda ko na ang kailangan.”

Hindi pa ito na tuluyang natabunan ng lupa kaya tila sinasamantala niya ang pagkakataon na masilayan ito sa huling sandali. Losing a parent is like losing half of your soul. It pained you to death. Their absence will leave a scar on your chest that you will forever remember how it's like losing someone that gives you life. The first people that give you unconditional love. Taught you how to live and become a better person.

“Hindi. Sino ba nagsabi sa ‘yong umiiyak ako dahil sa kanya? Naalala ko lang sila Mommy. It was rainy too when I lost them.” Natahimik siya sa naging tugon ko. Totoo naman kasi. I miss them, so much. Na kahit ilang taon na ang nagdaan, hindi pa rin naghihilom ang sakit dulot ng kanilang pagkawala. Kahit na gaano ako ka-successful ngayon, nandito pa rin ang lungkot at sakit dahil sa kanilang pagkawala. “Sorry,” aniya. “But you should stop crying. Alam mo namang hindi gusto ni Tito na makita kang umiiyak, ‘di ba?”

Nakita ko ang pagsalubong ng kilay niya. “People live and people die. What’s new about it?” He exclaimed. I locked my eyes on him. Ramdam ko ang pag-ipon ng luha ko sa aking mga mata habang nakatulala sa kanya. “Do you know how hard it is and how it feels to lose someone, you dearest? The thoughts of waking up in the morning and you will not see or hear them? Why Gavril? Why?! Why it is so easy for you to accept that you’re gonna die?” I shouted hysterically. I paused as I am catching my breath not removing my sight from him.

Tugon nito at namayani ang katahimikan sa amin. Maybe this is the saddest part in life, when the person died we only have those memories. We can't do anything about it but to treasure those moments. Kaya isa rin sa mga natutunan ko ay mahalin ang mga magulang natin. Dahil hindi naman habang buhay ay makakasama natin sila.

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.

"I just thought that if you're busy with work, you won't be so sad. Kahit magalit ka sa akin, okay lang at least I know you're not succumbing to depression like other bereaved family." "Damien, you know I didn't mean for any of this to happen. It just—" "It just happened, I know. After all these years, I thought you'd be able to forget him. I thought about a lot of things, but that doesn't matter now. I'm sorry that I wasn't enough." "Don't say that. Someone better will come along, you'll see."

Parehas kaming walang karapatang manghimasok sa buhay ng bawat isa. "But do you still love him? Liam?" narinig kong tanong niya pagkatapos ng sandaling katahimikan. "Oo naman," mabilis kong sagot at mahinang natawa. "Parehas pala tayong mahal pa ang ex. Pero ako, hindi na ako babalik... Hindi ko lang alam sa'yo." "Alam mo ba iyong quote na... If you love love someone, you must learn to let them go."

Iyong tipong hirap na hirap na tayong dalhin ang lahat. The pain of losing someone you love is like living the rest of your life with a brick in your pocket. The pain never goes away… sometimes, we just learn to live with it… we just get used to it. Pero nandoon at nandoon pa rin ang sakit. Minsan ay bigla na lang natin silang maalala at babalik ang lahat. It’s a cycle. Kumuha ako ng maliit na slice ng prutas tapos ay agad na kinain iyon. Nagpatuloy naman kami sa kuwentuhan pagkatapos no’n. Nang matapos na sila ay tumulong ako sa pagligpit.