Deepfeels Stories

Why I Ate Freya He found her in a book before he found her on a bridge. She wrote the truest thing he had ever read. She described the exact shape of his loneliness - the self you show the world and the self you drown in silence. He didn't know her name. He only knew she understood him more completely than any person ever had. Then he saw her. Every evening. Same bridge. Same wide hat. Same long scarf. Same boots covering legs she never showed anyone. He watched her watch the sunset for months and said nothing - because he was, at his core, a coward dressed in the philosophy of patience. Until one night he decided to be someone braver. He gave himself a new name - *Intesferonz* - borrowed from the pages of her book, and walked up to her and said it out loud. She smiled like she'd been waiting. *Then when are you devouring me?* He misunderstood everything. He ran. He came back. He made a fool of himself in broad daylight on a bridge in front of a city that wasn't watching. And slowly - page by page, evening by evening - he began to understand what she had really meant. This is not a story about a beautiful woman. This is a story about what happens when someone finally sees you. All of you. The burns. The missing hair. The self you buried so deep you forgot it had a name. And loves you anyway. Not despite it. Just - loves you.

A luminous lament of almost-love: asymptotic longing, quantum affection, divergent desires-until she spurns the indeterminate and claims devotion absolute.

When all you can do is watch what you've lost and let all that was left behind consume you.. The feelings I feel, That I felt, That I live in..

Not completed. A book filled with a breeze of emotions slowly getting stuck to you like leaves to glue. It's filled with short stories and poems if you like that type of stuff then this book is perfect for you.

Just deep, passionate poems.

Random thoughts that just may delve deeper...

He was never the first choice. Never the loudest voice. Just the boy who was always almost. Farhan Khan has lived a life of silence-forgotten birthdays, unanswered messages, and dreams scribbled into notebooks no one reads. He's the quiet boy in the back of the class, the one with stories written in his eyes and pain tucked beneath every smile. From a love that never noticed him, to words that were never heard, Farhan's world is a symphony of "what ifs" and "almosts." Until one day, the silence grows too loud to bear. This is his story. A deeply emotional journey through heartbreak, loneliness, art, and unspoken goodbyes. For anyone who's ever felt invisible, this story will see you. Some hearts don't break-they fade quietly. 💔 Read at your own risk. You might cry.

The thoughts of a high schooler that can't seem to deal with life in a healthy way. Poems about everything and nothing, and feelings that have to get out but would be best unsaid.

People always say that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but that's all that Sophie has known, from a young age she was judged because she was different, she spent the whole of her childhood alone until she met Josh, the one person who didn't judge her and helped her through the most difficult of times. Be warned this fanfic contains real life problems that some might find triggering just saying.

"A raw dive into grief, emptiness, and haunting resonance. Read slowly. Feel it in your bones. This is for the lost, the silent, the unbroken."

📅 August 3, 2025 📚 Genre: Emotional / Reflective / Spiritual Realism 🔗 Grab it FREE on Amazon Kindle ⸻ What happens when sorrow walks in and never asks to leave? When Sorrow Visits: Do Not Hook Up Hookdown™ is a soul-deep, raw, and reflective journey through grief, healing, and the quiet strength it takes not to escape - but to face. This book isn't about fixing yourself. It's about feeling fully. About choosing not to "hook up" with quick fixes or distractions - and instead, "hooking down" into truth, pain, healing, and culture. Whether you're going through heartbreak, family loss, identity struggles, or just trying to stay soft in a hard world - this book is for you. ⸻ ✨ Why Read It? • Beautiful, honest prose • Spiritually and emotionally resonant • A perfect companion for silent nights and heavy mornings • It's FREE today only! 📥 Download & Support: https://a.co/d/hdcUBHa 💬 Leave a review if it moves you 💌 Share it with someone else who needs it ⸻ ❤️ For the quiet ones. The feelers. The thinkers. The ones who carry too much and keep going anyway. #FreeBook #WattpadReaders #HookUpHookdown #WhenSorrowVisits #HealingReads #EmotionalFiction #SpiritualRealism #ReadForFree

Neither an author nor a poet not even a writer too But sometime loves to pen down what comes through.... Random Thoughts Random Words SuperRandom Feelings... It can be happy, sad, emotional or funny can even be quote, one liner, shayari or merely random words BUT whatever it may be it gonna be . . . . . . . . . . . . Exclusively By Ms.Khan 💌

Rhian had nothing - just fists, fire, and a dream. Suzae had everything - beauty, brains, and a heart that beat only for him. But life? Life had other plans. When love gets tangled in poverty, pain, and a past that won't let go, what's left to fight for? From jail cells to moonlit escapes, from broken hearts to burning cities, Run With Me is a raw, soul-shaking journey of two souls destined to collide... again and again - even when memory fades and blood is spilled. This isn't just a love story. It's a promise. To live. To love. To remember. Or die trying.

Some feelings only exist at 2 AM... when the world is quiet, but your heart isn't. This is a collection of love, loss, confusion, and healing-the thoughts we never say out loud. A 5-part journey through holding on, breaking, and slowly learning to return to yourself. Stay... if you've ever felt too much.

They already broke up. The flights are paid. The hotels are booked. The memories? Still unfinished. Lira and Cael were supposed to celebrate their anniversary abroad-ten days in a country they once dreamed of building a life in. But love ended before departure. Now, with no refunds and too much history to cancel, they decide to go anyway. What follows isn't a romantic getaway- it's a quiet war between what they were, what they lost, and what they must become. Because sometimes, the hardest journey isn't falling in love- it's learning how to let go while standing beside the person you still love.

What goes through my mind, or what people have told me. Some will appear as if its from a book (character) Theres gonna be quotes as well. And (maybe) some not so depressing stuffers

🏆 Frost Town Poetry Contest - Grand Prize Winner 🏆 Every New Year's Eve, we stand at a moment that feels different. Not just another minute passing, but something more. This poem weaves time, memory, and possibility into a tapestry of words that dance between what is and what could be. Drawing inspiration from stream of consciousness writing, "Midnight's Whispers: Where Years Collide" explores the magical threshold between years. The poem uses vivid metaphors that transform abstract moments into something you can almost touch-memories swirling like "liquid light", time bending "beyond its seam". Winner of the Frost Town Poetry Contest, this piece goes beyond simple description. It's a journey through the emotional landscape of a single moment, where each heartbeat contains "a universe wide". The language plays with rhythm and imagery, breaking traditional boundaries of storytelling. If you've ever felt something special during a New Year's countdown - a sense of possibility, a flood of memories, a glimpse of something larger - this poem speaks directly to that feeling. It captures the way a single moment can hold countless stories, dreams, and potential. Ready to experience a minute like you never had before? #Poetry #NewYear #Reflection #TimeAndMemory