Novelas y relatos de Quotes About Silence And Hurt

I choose to remain silent. Because by the end of the day, ako pa rin naman ang lalabas na mali at hindi marunong umintindi ng sitwasyon. Kaya naman mas makabubuting manahimik na lang, mas kaunting salita... mas payapa.

"The best revenge is to be silent. Kahit maubos pa ang luha ko rito, wala akong pakialam. I will give him a freedom to do what he wanted. Mananatili akong kalmado lang dito." Indeed, that after happiness, sadness will follow.

Hindi agad sumagot si Amanda Sa halip ay bahagya siyang huminga nang malalim isang kilos na halos hindi mapansin kung hindi ka nakatingin nang mabuti. “Silence,” tugon niya, “is not always absence. Sometimes it is restraint. Sometimes it is strategy. And sometimes,” dagdag niya, “it is the only way to survive while the truth is being buried under noise.” May ilang napasinghap ang iba nama’y napahinto sa pagsusulat.

Ilang segundo ng pagtititigan, hanggang siya na ang unang umiwas. “Fine,” sabi niya, malamig ang tono. “Just remember, Dave, your silence says more than you think.” At tuloy-tuloy siyang lumabas ng opisina, walang lingon, walang paalam. Pagkasara ng pinto, saka lang ako nakahinga nang malalim. “Silence says more than you think.” Tama siya. Pero minsan, ‘yung katahimikan din ang tanging paraan para hindi mo masabi ang mga bagay na kayang sumira sa lahat.

Napakalapit ng pagitan, pero parang milya ang distansya. “You seem comfortable with Connor,” bigla niyang sabi, hindi tumitingin sa akin. Nagulat ako. “He’s your friend.” “Hm.” Isang tunog lang. Pero may laman. “He talks too much,” dagdag niya. “Maybe he just doesn’t like silence.” At doon siya napatingin sa akin. Matagal. Mas matagal kaysa nararapat. “Silence is necessary.” “Not always,” sagot ko bago ko napigilan ang sarili ko.

“Ang bagay sa kanya ay mga tira-tira lang.” Bahagya lang akong ngumiti. Tahimik lang akong kumain. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang isasagot. "Don't forget the pain once the wound has healed. Be careful with your words in public," seryoso namang sinabi ni Laurence

Gusto kong sampalin ang sarili ko para magising na sa bangungot na ito. “Zane…” I called in between tears, “mahal mo pa ba ako? Minahal mo ba talaga ako?” I waited for his answer but he said nothing. Ni hindi niya nga ako matignan. But you know, his silence told me everything I do not want to hear. Funny how silence can hurt more than words. “Zane… Please,” I begged him to give me an answer that will at least make me feel better. “Lorryce, tanga na, masokista pa. Anong trip mo sa buhay?” tila nandidiring komento ni Diane.

Sa dami ng tumatakbo sa isip ko ngayon, subrang hirap ng mag-isip ng tama. We are silent during the meal. Sometimes he speaks and says something, but I remain silent. I don't care what he wants to say. I don't want to deal with everything he is saying right now. I don't want to pretend and talk to him as if everything is fine, because what he did will never be fine.

I hate my own heart for hurting. Ni hindi ko magawang tumingin sa direksyon nilang dalawa. It's probably the effect of alcohol but I feel like I'm in the verge of tearing up. "Kaya naman pala ang ganda ng kinanta ni Zeph ngayon. Para sa iyo pala iyon." Komento ng kaklase kong si Liz. I'm singing for you tonight I remember his text message. This feels like a silent torture. Hindi ko na kayang manatili ng ilan pang segundo o minuto. Tumikhim ako at tumayo. I felt everyone raised their stare at me.

I lost him and I lost my sight temporarily 'Mom , Dad ! Please don't leave me ! Don't leave me like him'. I said in my mind before I fall asleep.. *Everything Went to Black*