Quotes On Losing Someone Novels & Stories

"Habang wala pa siya, hayaan mong mahalin pa rin kita ng tahimik. Teka lang- bago ka magkaroon ng violent reaction dyan. I want you to know na masaya na talaga ako para sayo sa piling ni Uncle. Talaga lang sa ngayon ay nandito pa rin ang damdamin ko para sayo. But hopefully, kagaya ng sinabi ko, makita ko na rin sana ang babaeng paglalaanan ko ng pagmamahal ko." "When that happen? Anong gagawin mo?" tanong ko. Nag-aalala ako na baka sa financial point of view pa rin siya tumingin. "Losing you made me realize na walang halaga ang kahit na anong bagay, success o yaman sa mundo kung wala ang taong nagpapasaya sayo ng totoo. I've learned my lesson at gagawin ko ang lahat upang ipadama sa kanya '

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.

Umiiyak na yumakap ako sa kanlungan ni Claire,,hindi ko alam na mas lalo lang akong masasaktan ngayong wala na siya,,mas masakit pa nong unang lukuhin niya kami. "It's okay if we lost them,luck isn't always our side,,masakit mawalan ng taong pinakamamahal mo,pero mas masakit ang makita mo siyang nahihirapan dahil lang sa ayaw mo siyang bumitaw,,Jade,,hindi naman tuluyang nawala si Chantal dahil nasa akin ang puso niya,,ito ang pinakamahalagang bagay na iniwan niya sa atin." Wika pa ni Claire na puno ng kahulugan.

That’s when I realized, that he’s about to leave. It is true. We can’t tell exactly when we are going to lose our happiness, because just like anxiety, it will just trigger your being, or it can be like a weather, constantly changing and much uncertain when it is going to rain or when it’s going to be a sunny day. And the moment someone dies, the last person whose life was touched by them dies as well. That’s when I realized that it’s finer if I was being cheated, than to prepare a memorial service to your beloved partner.

“He probably is.” “So why would Death do this?” Ma’am Dela Cruz was quiet for a moment. “Because some losses haunt even him.” I remembered Ruin’s voice. His wife chose to leave the world. My throat tightened. “He lost someone.” Ma’am Dela Cruz didn’t answer directly. “Death understands certain kinds of pain too well.” The room felt colder. I wrapped my arms around myself. “So what do I do?” “You stop thinking there’s one perfect sentence that will save Caelan,” she said. “There isn’t.”

"Anong hindi ito ang sulusyon, Cedrick?! This is the right way para matapos na 'to! If hindi mo'ko magawang mahalin, then, mas mabuti pang mawala na ako rito. Mas mabuti pang mamatay na lang ako." Muli kong tinutok ang basag na vase na 'yon sa leeg ko. That time, dumudugo na ang palad ko dahil sa sobrang higpit ng paghawak ko do'n pero hindi man lang ako nakaramdam ng sakit. Mas nangingibabaw kasi ang sakit na nararamdaman ko sa mga sinasabi ni Cedrick.

Sa matagal na panahon, this was the first time again that I fell on the floor crying. The last time was a very long time ago. When I lost someone I truly loved. Now, it was like Deja vu. That devastating feeling of losing someone is now back. Indeed, sadness is but a wall between two gardens.

"Wala kang kasalanan." Suddenly, her phone rang which doubled her untamed thoughts because right after she picked it up, and as she listen to someone's voice from the other end, and when it was done, she almost collapsed. "Veron!" Utter Lance, turmoiled. ✧✦ Why is it sometimes life loves to mock us? Why does heaven let us feel severe pain? And why does it want to tear us apart? Why? Losing a mother is indeed a different agony. It crashes your sanity, your wisdom, and finally your physical strength.

mariin niyang sabi na tila may bigat ng lahat ng alaala sa bawat salita. “Regret changes nothing,” malamig na sagot ni Taki. “No,” tugon ni Quatro habang tumititig kay Taki. “It doesn’t… but neither does hatred.” Muling bumigat ang katahimikan sa buong silid. “She spent the rest of her life trying to fix what she broke,” mahinang sabi ni Quatro. “You can’t fix dead people,” malamig na sagot ni Taki. “I know,” tugon niya, bahagyang pumikit. “I know better than anyone.”

Dahil alam kong higit sa lahat, iyon ang gusto niyang makita. 'You should smile. You look really pretty when you do.' Iyon ang palagi niyang sinasabi. Then I would jokingly reply 'Bakit? Pangit ba ako pag hindi nakangiti?' Then he would hug me and assure me I look beautiful no matter what. I never thought I would go through the same pain of losing someone once again. Unlike the first one, this one's so vivid and raw. Masyado pa akong bata noong mawala si mama kaya halos limot ko na ang sakit. Pero ito... Paano at kailan ito mawawala?