3am and I'm still awake I bet you're just fine fast asleep in your IT city (Bangalore) that's better than mine PS: no ayush is being hurt during the making of this shit

4x featured | Updates every Saturday Just when Nicola had given up on love, a stranger called Rudra walked into her life, inviting her to join his challenge. Claiming that he could restore her faith in love with just 27 bowls of ice cream, he takes her on a metaphorical journey of love and self-discovery. When each ice cream flavour becomes a lesson in love, Nicola is forced to confront the ghosts of her past whilst trying to uncover Rudra's ulterior motives. But is she ready to trust this man yet, let alone sharing her ice creams and deepest, darkest secrets with a stranger? Love finds you in the most unexpected ways. And so does trouble. Read to find out what happens ahead. Featured by @WattpadChickLitIN @WattpadESL @StoriesUndiscovered & @TeenFiction Cover by @_FionaDickens_

Some people spent their whole life trying to put it into words, while others placed it so deeply in their elegies, that the whole world got to know their greatest love of all time. They say the one who has created a piece of art, always had someone in their mind while creating it, and as they stroked the paintbrush on the canvas, or formed the right phrases after each line, or the musician who made the right melody, all of them immortalized the feeling they were feeling or the person they were reminiscing about. It shouldn't be considered just a piece of art but a piece of their heart. If You Leave Me, I'm Coming With you is a collection of poems, not really written by a lovesick poet in the woods, but rather by a teen from a small town with big dreams. The girl who felt different feelings that confused her, the young love, family struggles, loss of someone close, in a simple way that people could relate to in different ways. It's not properly necessary for literature to be a tangled sorrowful setting of vintage words to be entangled by the readers. It could be simple, elementary with the same deep sorrows. The thoughts of the raw years of life where we start the trail of our destinations, where we learn from things, when we make the mistakes for future, and grow out of ourselves both physically and emotionally.

*Copyright Protected* A few free verse style poems I have been writing themed around a broken heart please comment I love to read them and will always reply :) please star to help me I'm new to this writing thing so bare with me :) will update when im inspired Much Love to you all and if your heart is broken I hope it heals 💛 Highest rank #81 in poetry :D ❤ **Completed and proud :)**

I looked around the city that never sleeps. The lights seemed different each time I looked at them. Everyone seemed to keep the pace except for me. It was like everyone knew what they wanted except for me. it took everything in me to put my old scared self to itself in a drawer back in my hometown and land here. And here I was. Stella, 21, lands in NYC with fears more than her luggage. Everything she looked at there brought a lump in her throat. She was mystified by the city. And terrified of the new beginning.

"Your eyes Stole all my words Away."

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Completed - He had me pinned against the wall outside of his dorm late at night. He was staring down at me angrily. I was confused to say the least. "Are you okay, Jackson?" "No," He shook his head. "Pissed." I was about to ask why but then he continued. "I'm supposed to be a player, Jaycee." He groaned. "But here you are, fucking making me fall for you." What had I done to make him fall for me? Then he smashed his lips onto mine. ~•~ Jaycee was smart, she accepted that. She wasn't the prettiest (in her own eyes) but she accepted that. She was quiet and sweet, she accepted that. What she didn't accept? Someone to be disrespectful toward her. Jackson isn't very intelligent, he accepted that. He was gorgeous, he definitely accepted that. He was loud and obnoxious, he accepted that. What he didn't accept? Someone to reject him. When these two cross paths, it's like Mother Nature was asking for love, hate, loss, betrayal, etc. ••• reached #5 on Teen Fiction May 4th 2015