Two Sides of Love

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"Time heals all wounds" they say.

But what if it doesn't? What if despite all the
time that has passed, this wounds never heal?

Time flew so past, Wella got pregnant but not by Keige. They decided to split their paths, and I think that's good enough. i heard that Keige decided to leave the country and live in Canda for good.

He needed time to heal too, to forgive his self. He had so much to say, and he vowed to never say any.

She needed too, she sat with her anger long enough until she realized that it was grief all the time.

Is it still about Louise and Keige?

I don't wanna forget, God, please don't let me forget....

I watched from a distance as Louise swallowed the bitter pills. The therapy sessions became a ritual-a sacred space where Louise peeled back layers of pain, exposing the raw wounds that had festered for years.

The counselor listened, offering guidance and tools to navigate the labyrinth of trauma. I wondered if I should reach out, ngunit may bangin na sa pagitan namin na mukang hindi na malulutas.

ang aming mga tawa, na dating simponya ng mga pinagsasaluhang sikreto, ngayon ay umaalingawngaw na lamang sa mga alaala.

Kinailangan kong sumulong, ang sarili kong mga peklat ay nakatago sa ilalim ng pakitang-tao na katatagan.

Nasulyapan ko si Louise sa corridors, panandaliang nagtagpo ang aming mga mata, ngunit ang mga salita ay nanatiling hindi binibigkas... Hindi ko ito mabigkas.

Marahil ang ilang mga pagkakaibigan ay sinadya upang mabali nang hindi na mababawi, tulad ng mga tipak ng salamin na nakakalat sa sahig.

Hindi na maaayos.

The medicine worked wonders for Louise's mind, but my heart remained wounded. I accepted the truth-the bridge between me and Louise had collapsed, and we would never rebuild it.

Seven years had passed since those late nights huddled over coffee-stained notebooks, weaving stories for Louise.

Now, I stand here, a published author, my debut novel "Dorothea" gracing the shelves of bookstores.

The dedication page bears her name, inked in my heart: "For Louise, who believed in magic when the world forgot."

Na-mimiss kona 'yung pag-bato namin ng barya upang i-asa doon ang desisyon namin, namimiss ko nang umasa sa mga barya, sa piso.

And Esmael? His voice echoes across stadiums, captivating hearts with every note. Palagi pa rin akong nanonood kada mag coconcert siya.

He's become a sensation-a singer whose lyrics touch souls. His songs, like whispered secrets, find their way into the hearts of millions.

Pareho naming natagpuan ang aming mga landas, na naghihiwalay ngunit konektado sa pamamagitan ng hindi nakikitang mga thread ng mga pinagsasaluhang pangarap.

Minsan, naiimagine ko na kami ni Louise, Esmael, at ako, na nagsasama ulit sa paborito naming café.

Ang bango ng bagong timplang kape ay bumalot sa amin, at kami ay nagtatawanan tungkol sa mga araw na ang aming mga pangarap ay marupok, tulad ng spun glass.