What Is Grief If Not Love Persevering Novels & Stories

"You really can't beat love. Kailan ka kaya susuko?" Muli akong humarap sa kaniya para iabot iyong blueprint na hawak ko. "You can only give up if you have the courage to." "And you don't have that?" "Meron," mabilis na sagot ko. "But I chose not to." It's strange how adversity can be a catalyst for growth. In the aftermath of the breakup, I found strength within myself that I didn't know existed. It's painful to think about, but that chapter of heartbreak taught me resilience. It made me realize that love isn't always a guarantee, and sometimes, the people we care about may not be able to reciprocate our feelings in the way we hope.

I had to be there for her, to be her rock when everything felt like it was falling apart. With a shaky breath, I wiped away my tears, feeling the weight of my sadness with each exhale. I stood up straight, preparing myself for the tough road ahead. Even though my heart felt heavy with grief, I knew that together, we were stronger than anything life could throw at us. Our love was like a guiding light in the darkness, leading us through the pain and loss. So, with a promise deep in my heart, I vowed to stand by her side, to share her burden and offer whatever comfort I could. Because it was in our sadness that we would find the strength to heal and grow stronger than before.

I whispered into the dark, kahit hindi niya marinig. “Kahit hindi ako ang ending mo.” And I cried silently not because I was weak, but because love isn’t always winning. Sometimes… love is staying even when you’re scared. Even when you’re hurting. Even when you might lose.

Na huwag na ako masyadong malungkot kasi nalulungkot din sila, hindi sila nakakapagpahinga ng payapa dahil nakikita nilang ganito ako kahina. "Shush... It's not like that, Olivia..." Alistair softly brushed my hair using his fingers. "Hindi naman kasi natin puwedeng diktahan kung kailan lang tayo puwedeng makaramdam ng sakit at kasiyahan, eh. It's your choice. And what you are feeling is all valid. Walang sino man ang makapapantay sa sakit na nararamdaman mo kasi iba-iba tayo ng level ng pain. May iba na naghi-heal along the pain, may iba na naghi-heal kapag idina-divert nila ang attention nila sa ibang tao o bagay, may iba naman na kahit ilang dekada pa iyan, hindi sila makakalimot. At laha

“Just how much are you in love with that guy?” Sumandal siya sa couch at tumingala sa kisame, sa dilaw na ilaw ng bar. May halo na iyon. Sinisilaw siya.“I’m a romantic fool, okay? Ako na ang magsasabi bago mo pa malaman kay Erin o sa iba kong pinsan. Ram is my first everything. I already imagined myself growing old with him. That’s how much.” “Jeez. You’re fucked.” “I am. That’s why . . . I feel empty and angry and confused and hurt and a lot of different things. I never saw this coming. This scenario never once crossed my mind. Never.”

Nang makuha ko na lahat ay dali-dali akong tumakbo palayo sa mga mapang husgang titig nila. A teardrop fell onto the hallways floor. Why am I crying? I should not feel affected by a mere insult, I'm use to it. Second year na ako, simula first year ay pinag-iinitan na nila ako pero mas lumala lang ng harap-harapan kong i-turn down ang pag-aaya sa'kin ni Kevin ng dinner date.

Ayaw niyang layuan siya ni Ranier dahil do’n. Hindi niya na alam kung desperada siya sa atensyon ng lalaki o martyr lang talaga. Hindi niya sinusubukan na itali ito sa kanya kaya hindi niya matatawag ang sarili na desperada. Pwede niya pang iwagayway ang bandera ng mga martyr dahil kumakapit siya kahit wala siyang pag-asa. “They said love is pure, patient and kind. But why am I hurting? Wala naman iyon sa definition ng love.”

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.

Bukod sa mga pasa na natamo ko ay para rin akong sinaksak ng mga masasakit na salita na binitawan niya. Sa buong araw ay umiyak lang ako ng umiyak. Napapaisip kung paano ako humantong sa ganito. Nais ko lang naman na mahalin niya ako at magkaroon ng masayang pamilya. Mahirap ba akong mahalin? Is it wrong to love someone? Bakit tila pinaparusahan ako dahil lang sa umibig ako? Ganito ba talaga kapag nagmamahal?

He buried his face on my back, nuzzled it a little bit and sighed heavily. “I don’t fear death, not in reality, not even in my dreams,” Humigpit ang yakap niya sa akin at nagpatuloy. “But I feared losing you, I can’t afford to lose you, Claire.”