Regret In Tagalog Novels & Stories

May labis na tuwa sa kalooban ko at tuluyang gumaan ang pakiramdam ko nang maramdaman ang bigat nito sa palad ko. "I missed you.." bulong ko't hinalikan ito. "I'm sorry, I've lost you. I'm sorry. But, I'm glad you're back." muli ko siyang tiningnan at sa kabila ng mga luha ko ay ngumiti ako. "Thank you so much!"

“ I thought that I would let you be and keep to myself but I realise now that it was a mistake. I should have confronted you about the welcome party you threw for her when you said you were going to attend a gala. I was an idiot for believing whatever you say. In a sense, this is my fault. I didn't even mention that I wasn't feeling well and I missed my parents. In case you forgot, my parents died. They have been gone for a long time and this is where they are buried. That is why I came here to visit them. I'm not some crazy stalker like you think but yeah, you can think whatever. I don't care anymore. You can continue taking care of Anna. She matters more to you than I do.” I lost my compos

Natatawang tumunghay muli ako. Lumapit ako sa lapida kung saan nakaukit ang kaniyang pangalan. Hinaplos ko iyon. Maria B. Dela Torre “I miss you so bad, Mama. Miss na miss na kita. Sobra.” Minsan, nakakatawa mang-asar ang tadhana. Dahil makalipas ang kalahating oras ay nagsipatakan ang maliliit na butil ng ulan mula sa langit. Kalaunan ay naging malalaking butil na ito hanggang sa naging malakas na ulan.

Bakit siya nagkakaganito? Minabuti niyang mag-shower at magbihis para makalabas na rin siya ng kuwarto. Parang isang taon na siyang hindi nakakasilay ng ibang tao magmula nang pagtuunan siya ng atensiyon ni Gringo. Ang ibig bang sabihin ng pagkawala ng lalaki sa kanyang tabi ngayong umaga ay 'the honeymoon is over' na?

Napa titig ako sa kawalan. Agad na inabot ko mula sa may leeg ko ang nakatagong kwentas ko. Tinitigan ko 'to ng ilang sandali. Naramdaman kong may isang butil ng luha ang pumatak sa pisngi ko. 'Someday we'll see each other again my Mi hija' Nagising ako ng may naramdaman akong sumusundot sa pisngi ko kaya agad na sinamaan ko nang tingin ang may gawa nun..

He arched his brow, "What are you doing-" "I'm sorry," I blurted, tears rolling down my cheeks like rain from the clouds. I couldn't stop them, and I didn't care about the tears, "I'm sorry I didn't listen to you or believe you. I'm sorry for everything I said, and for hurting your feelings, I'm sorry-"

“She’s pregnant.” “I know.” “You told me she’d be gone.” “I was going to—” “You keep saying that,” Grace interrupted. “But somehow, everything you 'were going to' never happened.” Ethan stepped around the table, his voice low. “Grace. It wasn’t love.” “It wasn’t respect either.” He paused. “I made a terrible mistake.” “You made a choice.” “For what it’s worth,” he whispered, “I regret it.” She looked at him long and hard. “Regret doesn’t bring back trust. Or time. Or—”

"Mom, you and Dad failed as parents. I'm just glad I wasn't raised by you and that I didn't end up like William. And forgiveness? That's not happening. "What really killed me was your indifference. If I had the choice, I'd wish I'd never been your child. But I won't let you die." I pressed my hand to her forehead and pulled away. "You'll live and spend the rest of your life drowning in guilt and regret." … I was sitting by the hospital window when Mom suddenly jolted awake. She ripped out her IV line and lurched off the bed, her face streaked with tears as she cried my name.

Gone "Dawn, matamlay ka yata." Tumingin ako kay mama nang sabihin niya iyon. Pilit akong ngumiti bago uminom ng tubig. "Medyo masama lang po ang pakiramdam ko," sagot ko. Kaninang paggising ko halos hindi ako makabangon dahil parang ang bigat ng katawan ko. Akala ko ay mawawala ito pagkatapos kong maligo pero hindi naman.

I shrug at him and look up to meet his eyes. “The way you treated me; your reasons don’t make sense. You were so harsh, so cruel.” I say bitterly and he nods. “I have no good reasons. Just know I regretted my actions long before you became my mate.”