Sad Words Novels & Stories

Ang bawat salita ay parang sinisindihan ang lumang sugat. “Sorry sa kagaguhan ko. Sorry at sinaktan kita. Sorry kasi wala ako sa tabi mo noong mga panahon na pinagbubuntis mo ang anak natin. I’m sorry I was not there to help you every time our daughter was crying. I’m sorry I am too late, baby. I promise I will try to make up for all of it, kahit papaano, habang buhay,” he whispered almost inaudible, the words lingering in the air like a confession.

The doctor’s words echoed in my ears, a cruel, relentless barrage of medical jargon that failed to mask the devastating truth. “I’m so sorry,” he’d said, his voice soft, his eyes filled with compassion. “There was… a complication. And I hate to bring you the bad news but… you’ve had a miscarriage. You lost your baby, Miss Sanchez.” A miscarriage. The word felt alien, clinical, inadequate to describe the profound sense of loss that consumed me. It wasn’t just the loss of a pregnancy; it was the loss of a dream, the loss of a future, the loss of a part of myself. It was the loss of my child.

sabi niya at ngumiti lang ako sa kanya dahil kung alam lang niya ang totoo ay hindi niya ito sasabihin. Hindi naman kasi masaya na tumira sa bahay na ito. Ang totoo ay malungkot ako. Malungkot dahil palagi na lang akong mag-isa at ang tanging kasama ko palagi ay si yaya. May mga araw na masaya pero mas lamang pa rin ang mga araw na malungkot ako. “Mommy, ‘wag ka na pong sad. Nakauwi ka na po dito,” sabi sa akin ng anak ko.

At naramdaman ko ang pagtulo ng luha mula sa aking mga mata. 'Yung mga salitang iyon ay hindi lamang simpleng mga salita ngunit ang mga salita iyon ay tila tinatawag ang lahat ng nabaon kong damdamin mula sa nakaraan. "I regret it Dawn, I regret not being able to save my grandchild. I regret hurting my own son. I regret hurting a woman like you na walang ginawa kundi mahalin ang anak ko ng buo. I regret insulting your dignity at nagsisisi ako na tinanggalan kita ng karapatan na mahalin ang anak ko. Kung pwede ko lang itama ang lahat ay gagawin ko pero hindi ko magawang ibalik ang nangyari na Dawn ngunit isa lang ang magagawa ko..."

"Alam mo bang ang saya-saya ko ng umagang iyon habang pinupuntahan kita? I came to tell you na bumalik na ang mga ala-ala ni Alex at pwede na natin ituloy ang kasal kaya lang gumuho ang lahat ng madatnan ko ang tagpong iyon. Sobra akong nasaktan Ade, I was shattered into tiny pieces." "I'm so sorry," mahina nitong sabi. "Sorry dahil kailangan mong danasin ang sakit na iyon, I was hurt too. Hindi ko na alam kung paanong mabuhay ng mawala ka, without you I was so lost Jade."

If only I'm stronger enough then they wouldn't have done that to me which is why I will never understand how they can easily spurt out the word as if they mean it. How can they be sorry if they killed a person? Sorry is supposed to be said if you've accidentally spilled someone's a tea of a coffee, or you had forgotten about an occasion. Sorry is such a shallow word to tell it to a face of someone you just killed. But I guess I have to live with that sorry now. Tapos na ako rito. Ayoko na. Pagod na ako. I didn't know how tired I am until yesterday. This is it. I've done my part.

I smiled at her. Without you, I feel broke Like I'm half of a whole Without you, I've got no hand to hold Without you, I feel torn Like a sail in a storm Without you Without you, I feel broke Like I'm half of a whole Without you, I've got no hand to hold Without you, I feel torn Like a sail in a storm Without you, I'm just a sad song I'm just a sad song I'm just a sad song I'm just a sad song Napakaganda talaga ng Sad Song ng We The Kings. Maraming nagrequest noon.

"Napaka-haduf mo! Anong klaseng tanong 'yon, ah?" "Ito naman, pinapagaan ko lang ang loob ng kakambal mo, eh. Matuto ka namang maki-ride, Silang! Hindi puro init ng ulo ang pinapairal mo." I let out a sigh. In my current situation, it's unlikely that anyone or even a group of clowns or magicians could lighten my mood. It feels like my world has truly lost its color. I lost them both. How sad. I sighed again. Fate can be so cruel; all the sacrifices I've made seem futile at this moment, like lighting a fire in the water.

"Im so sorry Hanna" Ang nakatuong sabi ni ken habang pinag mamasdan ang kanyang kaibigan. Pakiramdam niyay dinudurog ang kanyang kalooban dahil sa wala siyang magawa upang kahit saglit ay maibsan ang sakit na nararamdaman ni Hanna, kung may magagawa lamang siya para dito ay gagawin nya, nang saganun kahit sandali ay tumigil ang mundo nito upang maibsan ang sakit na nararamdan nuon ni Hanna. Sampung taon na ang nakalipas subalit tila ba parang kahapon lang nangyari ang lahat, dahil sa sakit na hanggang ngayon ay sariwa parin.

Dagdag pa ang matiim at nakakapaso niyang tingin sa akin. “I’m sorry,” he said regretfully. Napatingin ako sa kaniya at nakitang nakayuko na siya. Ang kamay niyang nakadantay sa aking tiyan ay bumaba upang hawakan ang aking kamay. Hinaplos niya ito nang marahan dahilan ng pag-init ng aking puso at pag-iinit ng gilid ng aking mga mata. Inalala ko ang tingin na iginawad niya sa akin kanina sa mall at ang mga matatalas na salitang sumugat sa aking puso. I’m a softhearted. I am sensitive in terms of words. Kaunting masakit na salita ay nasasaktan ako. Even living it for years . . . I’m still not used to hear those words from the persons who I treasure the most.