Loneiness Stories

reader is a rival swordswoman who mihawk has secretly loved but she suddenly disappeared from mihawk life. the reason of her disappearance sparks and chance in the great swordsman

To have three life changing loves of my life is to have three life times of happiness. Nina Sember is a women who once was filled with happiness but that's all gone when the love of her life is gone. What happens when you lose your first husband? The man that had everything of yours from your first kiss to your first husband. Now he's just gone and your left with a singing career and a broken heart. But what happens three years later when all of that changes and you meet for the second time in your life a man that turns out to be the second love of your life. --------------------------------------------------

A hopeless feeling of disconnection and fear, while the desperation for more leaves you yearning as it grows. Festering fantasies from within the darkness, scratching and screaming to be freed. What are they? Who are they? Will it ever end or forever draw you in? Stay tuned for new chapters! Hope you like it.

Imagine yourself floating on a cloud or the crunch of autumn leaves or snow beneath your feet. Life has its up and downs. Its a massive rollercoaster of emotions and drama.It can hurt you and sometimes can push you too hard past your limits but what really matters is the small things that make it perfect. Forget about the big things and tear down the sadness After all...you can't get a rainbow without a storm or stars without darkness...

just me and my loneliness

Lying awake in bed, as a teen, is... hard. Specially when you care nothing about high school drama, or crushes, or other stuff that you're supposed to care about. When you lie there, and think of how messed up everything in this world really is. When you lie awake and wonder and marvel at the point of existence and find no reason or rhyme. When your mind wanders off to that boy in the skate park that fell down and didn't get up for an hour, or the girl who you found crying in a bathroom stall. When you blink your eyes and clench your fists and regret that you didn't offer your hand to them because you didn't know how. I've wanted to change the world, and then not so much, because I realised I wouldn't be able to fix it all. But in those days, of hopeless sorrow, or intense hope, or even the rare happiness - my midnight musings have always brought forward thoughts that I didn't want to lose. And therefore, now I give them to you, dear reader, in hopes that you will keep them alive and well and.... there. This is a book of poetry, but it is also a present. From me, To you.