Misshim Stories

His hair. His eyes. His smile. His laugh. Him.

Just some poems/quotes

this is for a certain person maybe it to try and get him back maybe its coping from his loss i dont really know some of these are from when we were dating some from when we broke up

A year and a half has already passed sense my friend/fellow sax player Dakota died. There is not a single day that goes by that i still think bout u and man do the tears still flow every now and again. I wrote a poem a wile back to try to deal with the pain in my heart.. so this one is for you. Rip 5-11-14

my feelings and thoughts i written down and not only expressed in words but also preserved

those days that you want to kill your boyfriend, just because he is breathing... uurrgg

These are my feelings. I am going through a break up and I am a mess.

"I'm stuck between loving you and hating you. It hurts to live with you and it would hurt to live without you too." Amy is a 17 year old who has experienced pain and hurt very early in her life. Kevin is a boy in her class who became her escape from the harsh reality. What will happen when she wants to escape from her escape but is stuck with him?

Tae Reagen is broken. After the untimely death of her longtime best friend, and recent boyfriend (Josh), she stops functioning. Her family is worried for that one day that she realizes it's too much... Dan Way is lost. After been cheated on and rejected by the first girl he ever loved, he can't figure out where to go from there. Though he tries to act like he normally does, there are moments when he feels like giving up. Both teenagers have lost their way. When their paths collide on Tae's first day of college, who know's what will happen? Will they be able to help each other back up? Or will they both crumble under the hard truths of life?

This is a short poem I wrote about love and my experiences. If you have ever struggled with love or like someone who doesn't like you back, you might relate to this

What if your best friend was everything you ever dreamed of- and then suddenly, not yours anymore? This is the diary of a girl who loved too deeply, trusted too easily, and lost what felt irreplaceable. Page after page, she writes to him... the boy who used to be her safe place, her laughter, her almost. But now, he's someone else's. And she's left with only words to tell the story of what they were-and what they'll never be again. A raw, poetic journey through friendship, heartbreak, and the unspoken things we keep hidden in our diaries.

I loved him I lost him I miss him

I fell in love with With a guy that I thought was my dream man but it all goes down hill when his personality changes🤫

A story that was never meant to end, of me and the guy who I thought was the love of my life. This story is filled with poetic thoughts and it goes straight to the point no side character drama. Filled with only Us.

Hoi ik schrijf gedichten / liedjes en ik heb een liedje die bestaat in mijn eigen versie over mijn opa geschreven

A primary source: depression goes deeper then people think. it not only hurts the mind, but the soul. All numbers in this story stand for a person . Entry 1- The windows on the substitute bus set a font on the outside world. It looks red. Almost like hell. It's perfect. Entry 2- Walking home and I notice the sky. It is only 5, but I see pink. A thick layer of white clouds, but I see the blue and pink of the sky above. The clouds want to cry and cry they will. Entry 3- Alone, no one to share my thoughts with. No one to give the love that I don't have for myself. No one. Is this my hell? Why am I being punished? Entry 4- Love, when I was in his arms I felt safe, but not in his tone. By his kiss I felt butterflies, but No love. In his love I felt insecure as if I didn't deserve it, although I needed it. In his absence I felt despair, but Now he's gone and all I feel is despair. This is my never ending hell. #9

I was in the feels and wrote this

like the seasons, you changed and i'm still trying to adapt to it. but there's one thing about you that isn't like the seasons, you haven't came back.