Sad Words With Deep Meanings นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But I just cried the depth of my pain and heartache until the blackness consumed me. Siguro nga may mga bagay na napakahirap unawain lalo na kung hindi mo ito inaasahan. Losing someone isn't and never easy pero mas gusto ko paring isipin na may dahilan ang lahat. Kung ano man iyon, si God nalang ang nakakaalam.

Bawat hampas ng simoy ng hangin mula sa bintana ay siyang patak ng luha sa mga mata. “Sorry for letting you in pain. Sorry for creating a difficult situation that it’s hard to handle. Sorry for choosing to love anyone else rather than loving yourself. Sorry for the pain that my subconsciousness creates in order to be in this place. Sorry for not being able to love and care for you this time. Sorry for everything and sorry for hurting you deeply that creates a wound that it's so hard to heal right now. Please help me overcoming this and let shine again.” Nakatingala niyang hinaing sa sarili habang nakapikit.

“Lexie, uy… why is it that when you feel sad, you make everyone and everything around you sad, I mean no offense but I feel crappy right now, because of your sadness, it’s like it’s polluting the air.” Agad na napa angat ang ulo ni Lexie dahil sa biglang sinabing iyon ni Claire, “It’s in her babe, it’s like Lexie is glowing with blue color that screams sadness, and it makes me feel crappy too.” Dagdag pa ng boyfriend nitong si Andrew, napasimangot naman si Lexie saka sinamaan ng tingin ang dalawa. “Hey, only because I feel sad, doesn’t mean you two imbeciles could make fun of me, what? Because my baby daddy abandoned me and I feel like my sadness is eating me whole right now, all of a sudden

Sila mas matagal na nakasama ni Sister Faye kaya alam kong nasaktan siya nang mawala ito. Me, I don't think I can die this ealy. Hindi ko kayang tanggapin na aalis ako at maiiwan ang mga taong mahal ko. It's like I'm too attached that everytime I think about dying, my heart hurts so bad. "It's okay to feel sad Sister, diba ikaw ang nagturo nun?" sambit ko. Embrace sadness in order to live with happiness. That was her exact same words years ago when I was crying and weeping over the things beyond my power.

Lahat ng sakit ay nandidito sa dibdib at dinudurog ako dahil sariwang-sariwa sa akin ang lahat. Can someone tell me, how can I escape from this sadness and pain? Haven't I deserve to be happy?

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..."

dugtong niya, “para tapusin.” Para sa katahimikan. Para sa closure. Para sa katahimikan ng isip. Tumango si Matteo. “Alam ko,” sabi niya. Tumingin siya sa akin. Diretso. “Ysa,” mahina niyang sabi, “sorry.” Isang salita. Simple. Pero mabigat. “Sorry sa trauma.” “Sorry sa takot.” “Sorry sa sakit.” “Sorry sa buhay na muntik kong sirain.”

Kadalasan ay ayaw ko na pumapasok dito dahil pakiramdam ko ay unti-unti rin na nalalagot ang natitira ko na tapang para sa sarili ko. Hindi ko alam kung kailan matatapos ang sakit na nararamdaman ko o kung mawawala pa nga ba ito. Hindi ko alam kung may buhay pa ba na naghihintay para sa amin ng mga anak ko nang wala si Colton sa amin. I am slowly falling into the pit of despair and darkness. And I am drowning into my own sorrow and pain. And right now, I don’t even know how I can survive this.

Kaya hanggang ngayon, hindi namin magawang mag-move on. Unfair, isn’t it? They loved us with everything they had, held us so tightly it felt like we’d never be let go—and yet, in the end, they left us hanging. I can’t bring myself to feel anger; it’s not rage that lingers in me… only sadness. A heavy, gnawing sorrow that refuses to fade. I’m still grieving, still learning how to breathe in a world without her.

"Patawad...nanghihingi ako ng kapatawaran sa lahat ng ginawa ng aking Ama sa inyo..." Hindi ko alam kung paano sagutin ang kanyang mga salita. Sana sa simpleng paghingi ng kapatawaran ay matitigil ang lahat ng ito o bumalik sa dati. Ngunit sinadya nila ito. I don't know why people are saying sorry, for something they mean to do. They are sorry for what they have done, but they mean to do it. It seems like sorry no longer have any deep value.