Mefirst Stories

So I've read about a random article. And it says people encounter three kinds of love in their lifetime. First love. Great love. Last love. I'm sure some of you are lucky to have met your great and last love at the same time... Me. I don't know. But I'm sure there are people like me somewhere, people who's stuck and glued to one person. It's called great love for a reason. The same chapter. Different stories but the same reason. My reason was Andy. What about you? Whos' your "Andy"?!

curiosity ruins. This was from the top of my head at this most random time, no edit at all. Had to type it down asap in order to not forget it. I think I'm recovering from all this, tbh.

This is not actually a story. What are our and's? read.

Poetry There is more to love than hate. I used to think it was all showers of positivity little did I know I was all immersed deep in negativity. #1 journeytowattpad 12/4/2021

These poems are written by me. ♤ This is for any given occasion,moment,situation and mood. ♧ just being yourself and experiencing things like this is one of the ways to see what life is really about,good or bad.♡ Just feel and let the poems touch you. Deep. ◇

Emma is getting cold feet with her upcoming wedding. Paul, her fiance, is the controlling type, a planner. The kind of guy whose head overrules his heart. He's a great guy for the right girl, but Emma is a free spirit and it's bugging her. Taking a break from the stress, she heads back to her charming little coastal hometown for a relaxing weekend, and finds that Jake, her first love, is still there, running his family's hardware story. Emma realizes her future depends on her next step. This is my first attempt at a Hallmark type romantic story!

Some necessary confrontations. -@KRB🧐