"What do you want?" it echoed throughout the ghost town of his desires to end things with me. "Whatever you want," I replied. Silence. Another prolonged silence. "You know what I want but it's you who has to say it." Another wave of painful silence that's beyond repair, now I felt it underneath my chest. "Let's end this," I said, trying my best to gulp down my tears as I started gathering my things and walked away. I still love him but he doesn't love the way I love him. He doesn't want too much love from someone he's not really into. And he wanted me to end things so he'll never turn out to be the bad guy. I knew it. I always knew it. And as my steps took me further to where I left him, I realized I could still love him in silence, down to the bottom of my broken dreams. I could still drown for him and still offer my nights for his nightmares. I could still love him and love him and love him until it keeps hurting me. I could still drown in our memories without needing my longing to reach him. I still love him and I still don't know when it'll fade. But for now, I know someday soon it will all cease. I still love him but at least now, I have a reason to stop.

Two highschool students find a suspicious-looking portal in the janitors' closet. The students begin to search for the clue to the mystery..... Story left on a cliffhanger. Sorry.

•HER EARTH AND HIS ORBIT• -But the most heart breaking thing is, it's just an imagination of my empty head- Usually, when something you've dreamed about your whole life actually happens, it's a disappointment. The reality never quite lives up to the fantasy, where everything is perfect. This was everything I had ever imagined it would be, and more. Whenever I imagined about the smoky room perfumed with frankincense,he clothed in blue stares quietly out the window, holding a pastel Carnation. He stares at the pastel carnation for a long time and starts to mutter ; his statements were unclear to me so I went closer to him. -But I couldn't stop finding himself between the crowd where ever I used to go.He's my imagination only. He's someone whom I could trust and share all the stuffs.But he's just my imagination with whom I'm can never meet- __• He's the sun; 🌻I'm his sunflowers •__ I'm the earth; 🌎but his orbit is different

If you want the rainbow,you gotta put up with the rain❤️Ferra,marijuana addicted,finds difficulties on the way to her dreams and relations ,due to her addiction she was sold,harassed and abused.But the future was written and she got her freedom and security back with Ben.She struggles her best to recover her pains,sorrows and many more