Remembering The Loved Ones Novels & Stories

"You made my Mom sick and suffer in loneliness. I will never forget those times I see my mother crying in pain thinking about you with those girls you've been hanging out. I will never forget how she beg for my grandparents not to touch you because she don't want you to get hurt. I will never forget the big scar you made in our family." Hindi naman ito nakaimik sa mga sinabi ko. Matagal na panahon na ang mga iyon at matagal na rin siyang bumalik but those memories are still fresh in my mind like it was all happened yesterday. Childhood memories are really hard to forget, especially those sad memories.

nangangamba kong tanong. “Alam naming lahat na nariyan ka para sa kaniya. Eversince naman ay never mong sinukuan iyan kupal naming tropa, eh. And believe me, even if his mind has forgotten the memories of the two of you, his heart will always remember everything—especially his love for you. Tingnan mo na lang ang sarili mo. Wala kang naaalala sa nakaraan ninyo pero sa kaniya pa rin naman tumibok ang puso mo, hindi ba?”

pasinghot singhot na tanong ni Roxanne "Sa lugar na makakalimutan mo ang lahat!" Tugon naman ni Joy.

tila na guilty naman ito sa pag tatanong. "how would you fell if you're mom is the one who break the family of others?" malungkot na tanong ni Tasha. "you know you can't predict the Future also the past, were not the one who dicide the faith were going through, and you won't know the real story each side I think the best you can do is to find out what's going on? or why it's happened? so you can move on and be carefree coz I'm sure theres the hardest reason why they choose to love each other even if it's not right." mahabang linya ni Nato.

Nagulat siya pangyayaring iyon, hindi niya akalain na ang kanyang ginawa ay magreresulta sa isang malagim na kamatayan ng kanyang minamahal. Bigla siyang naawa sa dalaga at nagsisi sa kanyang ginawa. Gusto niyang ibalik ang buhay ng kanyang minamahal ngunit huli na. Hindi na niya kayang ibalik ang nakaraan. "Anong ginawa kong mali Tess? bakit mo ako sinaktan ng ganito? mahal na mahal kita, patawarin mo ako, hindi ko sinasadya" umiiyak na sambit nito sa harap ng bangkay ni Tess.

Every day na magkasama sila, mas lumalakas ang chance na may maramdaman siyang familiar, may maalala siyang fragment, o may mapansin siyang connection na hindi niya maipaliwanag. Pero hindi ako ang taong dapat magbalik ng memories niya. I could. Alam ko kung paano. Alam ko kung anong memories ang nawala sa kanya, at alam ko rin kung gaano kasakit ang mga iyon. I know the moments he lost, the people he left behind, and the truth that was kept from him for years. Kung gugustuhin ko, kaya kong hawakan ang isip niya at tulungan siyang makita ang mga alaala na matagal nang nakatago.

So ourl time together had been cut short, a cruel twist of fate tearing them apart. I had never forgotten her, her memory a constant presence in my life, a bittersweet reminder of a love lost. I had kept our portrait in my hallway, a silent tribute to our love, a symbol of my unyielding devotion. Kahit do'n man lang, may memory kami. I stood before the portrait, my gaze lingering on Ariadne's face, her eyes seemingly filled with a knowing sadness. I felt a familiar pang of longing, a yearning for a love that was lost, a love that I had thought I would never experience again.

Parang may bumara uli sa lalamunan niya. "Di bale, malilimutan mo rin siya. Alam ko namang matapang ka. You fought for your rights as your dad's daughter. You held on to your mom even up to her dying day. This is," anito, hinawakan ang kamay niya ay dinala sa kanyang puso, "just another broken heart. Gagaling din iyan. Tutulungan kita para nakalimutan mo siya. Lagi akong nandito para sa iyo, kaya mo iyan." "Thanks, Johnny."

Hindi niya alam kung bakit pero biglang may nakita siyang binata sa isip niya. "Your situation right now really reminds me of her," Lord Versailles continues. " Alzeihmer's was taking her away from me and yet what she told me changed my perspective. She told me that forgetting things was therapeutic for her in all the positive ways possible. She said that after everything, the most important thing is that by the end of the day, she knows that I'll be the one remembering. I'll be the one treasuring our memories together. She was assured that our love will not be forgotten."

They slipped away from me like water through my fingers, leaving me with nothing but the ache of knowing I had seen something important, something that belonged to me. Pero ngayon… it feels different. Hindi na lang basta dumadaan. I remember them. I can still see them when I close my eyes, still feel the warmth of those embraces, the laughter, the way my heart used to beat in those moments. The memories don’t fade like before; they stay, lingering, haunting me. I can recall the man’s voice whispering my name, the way he called me his wife, the way his lips touched mine. I can recall the happiness, the love, the weight of belonging that came with it. I can recall it all, vividly, like it just