Novelas y relatos de Трагическая Любовь

“Maybe the wolf was in love with the moon and each month they cried out for a love it would never touch. And maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn't have. I don’t even remember why I’m wasting all these tears on you…” Narinig niya na ang tinutugtog nitong piyesa. “Stranger to your love” ang title niyon. It was a beautiful piece, yet sad. She sang beautifully with eyes still closed. He could feel her heart breaking as she was singing the song. Sa malamyos na tinig nito ay para siyang inaanyayahan na lapitan ito. Nagmulat ng mga mata ang babae. Nagtama ang kanilang mga paningin. May namumuong luha sa mga mata nito. Tumigil ito sa pagtugtog.

"Yes I do love you Rare, sobrang minahal kita higit pa kay Charl, minahal kita ng sobra sobra pero nagkamali ako.." "Pero hindi mo na ako mahal ngayon dahil may asawa't anak ka na. The myth of Cupid and Psyche is almost like a fable. The moral of the story is to have trust in your relationships, and that love cannot exist without trust, baby remeber this love cannot live where this is no trust. To have a healthy relationship with a partner trust is needed.." I sat besise her. I held her face and wipe her tears.

*****ART***** "BUT THIS love I have for you can be compared to a malfunctioning car, its been so impossible to control. It actually didn't bring me to the destination I want to reach, but brought me into your world instead. Into your world filled with a lot of drama, pains, sadness... but know what's crazy about it? I found happiness in your world, you've given me so much and I'm so grateful about it."

She listened. Now she's really confused. Did she really love him or was she just overwhelmed because he's Wregan Leath, the most beautiful man in her dreams. Love? Well she doesn't know how to define it anymore. Isa lang naman ang alam niya sa love. It can be good and evil, you choose. It feels great to be bad There is no way I am going back Now the pain is for motivation Because there is nothing that can be measured The affliction of the feeling makes me yearn for more

Nahulog ito sa lupa at nabasag. Hindi na ito maaayos. ‘I just heard what you’ve said pero you really are a cruel, Enrico, do you know that? Kung hindi mo man lang ako minahal, o nagustuhan man lang, bakit mo ako tinatrato nang taliwas sa sinabi mo ngayon lang? Is it because of Lolo, that trusted you to fulfill your duties and responsibility as a husband? With no feelings attached? Is that it? So the whole time na maganda ang pagtrato mo sa akin, ni minsan pala ay hindi ka rin nagkaroon ng pagtingin sa akin? Such tenderness is not love, indeed. It’s a pity, it’s a sympathy, and it was also the one I least wanted. Hindi awa ang gusto ko, Enrico, at lalong hindi ko iyon kailangan. But now, I un

sabay lingon nito sa kaniya. "Bago magpunta dito si lolo, nag-iwan siya sa akin ng sulat. At hinabilinan niya ako na huwag ko na siyang hahanapin pa dahil malayo raw ang pupuntahan niya. Pero nung nabasa ko iyon, alam ko na kaagad kung saan siya patungo. At hindi ako nagkamali na pinuntahan nga niya ang first love niya. Nahirapan siguro siyang hanapin ang lugar na ito, lalo na't hindi siya gaanong pamilyar dito. Pero walang makakapagpigil sa pagmamahal na nararamdaman niya para sa kaniya. Hindi ko lubos na maimagine, kung nakailang ikot ba siya sa lawak nitong sementeryo para lang mahanap ang puntod ng first love niya. Kapag naiisip ko 'yon, hindi ko mapigilan ang hindi magalit sa aking sari

“N-No one will accept me, n-no one will love me. They hate me, they don't love me. They hate me for being who I am. I'm a disgrace of the family, I wish I'm dead!” Napatayo si Tahn ng kumawala sa kaniya si Tristañia. Pinaghahampas nito ang unan at pinagsusuntok ang kama. Wala siyang magawa kundi ang panuorin itong nagwawala. Awtomatikong pinunasan ni Tahn ang kaniyang mata ng maramdaman niyang may luhang papatak. “Love, calm down. Calm down.”

“I don’t need you to.” “I’ll prove it.” “I don’t need you to.” Her voice wasn’t cruel. Just final. “Some love stories don’t get second chances,” she whispered. “Some are meant to teach.” “And you taught me how to never beg again.” He stood slowly. Defeated. The man who once seemed untouchable. Now small. “I really did love you,” he said one last time. “I know,” she replied. “That’s what makes it tragic.” Because loving someone is not the same as being capable of choosing them.

Now, this will be endless. "I was so hurt, Giovanna. I tried really hard to have your dream marriage. Marriage like your parents'..." he miserably remarked, "... but you ignored my calls. You really choose to be part away from me. You choose to never trust and hear me again, Giovanna!" Ayan na, ang isang bagsak lang ng luha ko ay naging tuloy-tuloy na. Hindi na iyon hihinto. Tanging pagpikit lang ng mata ko ang magpapahinto doon. Only sleep can cure that freakin' unstopabble sobs.

Abangan ang buhay pag-ibig ni Trixie sa TAINTED SOUL. THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!