Mahal kita, Mahal mo sya, May Mahal syang iba.
Mahal kita pero di ko masabi.
Mahal kita kaya lang natatakot akong masayang yung pagsasama natin.
Mahal kita kaya handa akong magsakripisyo at masaktan para sayo.
Mahal kita pero ayaw mong magmahal.
Mahal na mahal kita, Kaya lang dapat ba akong magpatuloy kung ang sakit sakit na?
Mahirap Idescribe yung Word na Love.
Laging dumarating sa Hindi inaasahang pagkakataon at Lagi ka nalang gugulatin, hanggang marealize mo na mahal mo yung isang Tao.
And you started to feel different to her or him..
Barkada.
Dyan nagsimula ang lahat. Saya, Lungkot, Kabaliwan, Kalokohan, Kadramahan
Different Adventures, Learnings, kalokohan, and Hardships nila in a Barkada.
Sabi Nga ng Iba... They are the people who had added meaning to our lives.. and make us know ourselves better.
PERO. PAPANO KUNG THEY STARTED TO GROW SPECIAL FEELINGS FOR EACH OTHER. ?
papano kung ang Safe Zone lang para sa inyong lahat, ay ilugar ang isa't isa sa tinatawag nilang FriendZone?
LOVE.
Dahil ba sa salitang yan kaya magtatapos ang Friendship?
Or..
Will Love...
Help Them.. Conquer Their Weaknesses...And Strengthen and Bring back the Friendship They Almost Lost...
CONTINUATION PO ITO NUNG BOOK 2 Ng BTGG tho
( Mga Charachters dito ay yung mga anak na nila :)
ATTENTION:
Ang Story na Ito ay para sa mga UMASA, PINAASA, MANHID, TANGA, NAGMAMAHAL, SINGLE, TAKEN, MARRIED,SECRET LOVERS, TORPE, FRIENDZONED, MANLOLOKO, NILOKO, NANGIWAN. NAIWAN. NAWALAN NG KAIBIGAN, NAGHAHANAP NG KAIBIGAN.
INGAT INGAT SA PAGMAMAHAL. DELIKADO.
! LOVE ALERT !
Somersault Boys Series #1
Might not. Probably won't. Maybe never. Unlikely. Doubtful.
Despite being everything he could have been, Elize constantly settled in the dark, lurking with the impossibles and uncertainties. He believed that he would grow up and take the path of life in a single route with one straight line; no turns, no shortcuts.
Perhaps it was because his one and only flesh and blood prompted him to think that if he didn't act like how he was made and how he was supposed to be, he would never reach the light at the end of the tunnel, or never reach his dreams, never be accepted, never be treated seriously...never be loved.
The word "Always" was never in Elize's vocabulary-an exception with always doubting, always trying, always...just dreaming. But never the good kind of "Always".
Then he tasted it, the bittersweet sensation in his tongue when his mother left him to work abroad. Elize then started to thrive, meet new friends, socialize, be a human...fall in love. For the first time, Elize felt free, felt genuine, felt...guilty?
Guilty...was it because he felt glad his mother left, or because he met someone that made him start to feel the Always' in his Nevers? Regardless, he dedicated his whole life in chasing that assurance in his world of doubts, and he simply could not back out now.
But when good things come to an end, the choice is yours if you want to let it go, or fight for it. If you choose the latter, make sure to draw blood and fight until you're dead. Just like Elize did.