Quotes On Lost Love Novels & Stories

"Her death was so tragic that I can't even imagine it. Tapos pakiramdam ko ay masama pa ang loob niya sa akin bago siya umais dahil nagpatuloy ako sa pagtakas para lan makapunta sa bar kahit ayaw niya. I shouldn't have done that. tangina, sana sinunod ko nalang siya. Sana nakinig nalang ako sa kanya na manatili sa bahay." We shouldn't have done that? Pinagsisisihan niya ang mga nangyari noong gabing iyon. "That's why there are many sayings that you should cherish your loved ones because you will regret that you did not do that in the time they are already gone." Tumango-tango siya. "Sa sex nalang talaga yata ako sasaya sa buhay na 'to. Hindi ko alam kung anong nangyari sa nakaraang buhay ko

Mas gugustuhin ko nalang ang masaktan kaisa ang malagay siya sa kapahamakan. Love isn't all about happiness,,dumarating sa point na kailangan niyo munang lagyan ng space ang isat isa para mas marealize niyo Kong gaano kahalaga ang bawat isa.. Kasi naniniwala ako,,that time will make us stronger than what we are, time will heal everything,,that Every failure has a good valid reason.. "I'm sorry hon." Bulong ni Grace bago niyakap ng mahigpit ang dalaga..

Pinagdikit niya mga noo namin habang pareho kaming lunod sa pagtingin sa isa't isa. "I love you. For the past five years, I haven't loved anybody else. Despite our miscommunication, my love for you stayed in my heart. It's like you cast a spell on it; you inscribed your name in the deep crap of me. I'm sorry if I hurt you back then, but I promise I'll do better now."

Pero kailangan niyang marinig. “I did that because I couldn’t lose you,” he whispered. “Hindi mo ako pwedeng ikulong para lang hindi ako mawala!” sigaw ko, nangingilid ang luha ko. “Love is not possession, Caleb!” At doon ko nakita… The crack in his expression. The pain. The regret. Pero kahit ganoon… hindi na pwede. Hindi na. Biglang may boses na dumating sa likuran ko.

“Then maybe this is what being alive really means — losing, loving, and letting go.” Habang lumalayo sila sa lumang lab, sumikat ang araw. Ngunit bago tuluyang magsara ang pinto, may isang huling tunog mula sa speaker — isang mahina, halos di marinig na boses. “Mariel… Billie…” Sabay silang napalingon. “Don’t forget— love isn’t what ends us… it’s what keeps us echoing.” At tuluyan nang tumigil ang sistema.

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

Binura na din niya lahat ng mga pictures nila sa cellphone niya para wala ni isa mang ala-ala na maiiwan sa kanya tungkol kay Rex. She looked herself on the mirror and started to talk to her self. "Sobrang laki na mga eyebags mo Roxanne Sanchez! Mugtong mugto na din ang mga mata mo. Pumayat ka na din. Kawawa ka naman self! Kalimutan mo na siya! He don't deserve your love!You need to move on! Move on! Kailangan mong harapin muli ang buhay! Don't dare to love again! That's bullshit! Don't ever fall to those damn guys out there! Lahat sila'y manloloko! Walang kwenta! You need to promise it to your self Roxanne! Kaya mo yan! Ajah!"

And maybe it is because all I felt are grief for the one I've lost and indifference for I've become. “Babe” sambit nito at sinubukan lumapit pero humakbang ako paatras. Sinenyasan sya na wag lumapit. “I’m sorry if I didn’t let you fight with me. If I pushed you away, for not saying what you need to know and for everything that I’ve done in the past. I loved you but I don’t wanna lie to myself. I’m lost... Nathan and I don’t know if I can love you the same way as before”Sambit ko. Nakita ko ang mata niyang tila nagmamakaawa na wag ko sya pakawalan. Nag-iwas ako ng tingin sa lalaki.

Sunod-sunod na tumutulo ang luha sa kanyang pisngi habang nakikinig dito. “I thought love is only for those you are fool enough to believe it existed. But I was wrong. YA ponyala, chto lyubov' istinna, kogda ya schastliva, provodya vremya s toboy. Lyubov' istinna, kogda ya zlyus' na melochi, kotoryye delayut tebya neschastnym. Lyubov' istinna, kogda... kogda ya zlilas', vidya tebya s kem-to drugim.” Humugot ito ng malalim na hininga. “You showed me to what people called love.”

At naaawa ako sa sarili ko kapag naaalala ko yun. That version of me is weak, halos hindi ko matulungan ang sarili ko noon. Love made me blind that time at sa tuwing nagkakaharap kaming dalawa alam na alam kung ibabalik niya naman yung nakaraan. I can't understand him. Michel de Montaigne quotes was true. "A good marriage would be between a blind wife and a deaf husband." A good marriage, huh.