Rawemotion Stories

He loved her quietly. She loved him too late. And somewhere between heartbreak and healing, the sky turned pink. This is not a perfect love story. It's the story of a boy who fell too deeply, a girl who realized too slowly, and a sky that witnessed everything they never said out loud. He saw her for the first time in a crowded cafeteria - red shirt, pink‑white bracelet, wavy hair, and eyes that felt like home. She didn't know it then, but that single moment rewrote his entire life. He waited for her. He watched her choose someone else. He broke silently while she smiled for another man. And when she finally understood what he meant to her... he had already learned how to breathe without her. But love doesn't disappear. It lingers in the places where memories refuse to die - in hallways, in old messages, in the way the sky blushes at sunset. When the sky turned pink, she came back. Not to stay. Not to fix anything. But to confess the truth she had buried for too long. "I loved you too... I just realized it after you healed." This book is about the kind of love that doesn't get a happy ending - the kind that teaches you, breaks you, and shapes you. It's about regret, timing, unspoken feelings, and the painful beauty of letting go. You, Me and the Pink Sky is a journey through: • one‑sided love • jealousy and heartbreak • healing after emotional drowning • the girl who arrived too late • the boy who learned to stand again • and the sky that held their story when they couldn't hold each other Not every love story is meant to be lived. Some are meant to be written. This one is mine. and every part of this story I have written from the bottom of my heart and if you don't like it please tell me but don't comment bad

Moon never planned to watch the man she loved marry someone else. But there she is-standing in the back of the hall, unseen, uninvited, and still unable to walk away from him. Min Yoongi was her mentor. Her safe place. Her almost. He taught her music, discipline, survival... but he never taught her how to live without him. She came only to say goodbye. To let go. To finally leave his world and disappear into her own. But everything shatters when the bride runs away- and Yoongi turns to Moon with a truth he should have never spoken. "You said a mentor must be repaid. So repay me... and marry me." This isn't a love story. This is a debt of the heart. This is the moment Moon learns that some repayments destroy you... and some awaken the parts of you tried to kill.

The Inventory of Silence.. (a working progress) "​How much can a man carry before the engine breaks in two?" ​We are masters of the "fine." We trade in iron masks, and stoic nods while the truth remains buried in the shadows. ​The Inventory of Silence is a real, unapologetic accounting of the things men don't say. It strips away the bravado to reveal the crushing weight of the quiet hours. These poems are for the men who are tired of holding it together-and for everyone who needs to know they aren't alone in the dark. ​The silence is heavy. It's time to put it down. - Pete

Trapped in a cycle of memories. Lost in toxic air. Poem for suffering hearts. Feeling lost? Lonely? Misunderstood? Give this read a try. Dear readers, I thought my words will help you feel less lonely. I want to let these broken souls know that they aren't alone. I wish the best for everyone who feels like they can relate to my words. Sending everyone love and hugs!

A scrambled word soup that my phone's auto-recommended texts that is messy but kind of interesting. I did not write these.

This is the journal I write in when life feels quiet on the outside but loud on the inside. The place where love gets messy, calm gets interrupted, and I learn who I am in the moments between the two. These entries aren't polished. They're raw, unfiltered, and written from the space between wanting peace and chasing fire. If you've ever loved someone you shouldn't, waited for someone who didn't show up, or felt yourself slipping in and out of chaos - this is for you.

Yet to be filled in

This isn't just a collection of poems- it's pieces of me I never had the courage to say out loud. Words I swallowed. Feelings I buried. It's for the times I felt too much and said nothing, for the versions of me no one ever stayed long enough to understand. Maybe I wasn't supposed to be found... but these poems? They found a way to survive.

She has a dark side, a part of her that longs to be seen and understood. She doesn't love easily, and when she does, it's intense, messy, and all-consuming. Loving her isn't simple - it comes with her fears, her obsession, and the walls she's built around her heart. She writes her feelings, bleeds her thoughts into words, and sometimes scares even herself. Would you still stay? Would you still care? Could you love her for who she truly is, with every shadow and every scar? This is a story about longing, intensity, and a love that isn't perfect together you. can would you dare to love her..??

🌊 How the Ocean Drowned the One with Glory By Maren Thorne 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖘 𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖑: Where Anchors Fail Have you ever seen the sea take down something too mighty to break? Not because it was weak. But because it was glowing. This is not a love letter. It's a warning. To the ones who rise too high, who carry too much light, who think they can sail untouched. The ocean has a type-he's drawn to glory. And when your shine matches his hunger, he pulls you under. Not because you were broken, But because you burned too brightly. This is a poetry story about drowning without water. About carrying salt in your blood until you feel nothing. About becoming something violent just to survive. And about the pain of being watched while you suffer-only to be blamed for burning. He doesn't care how powerful you are. He waits. He swallows. And when he's done, you'll be just a story told in echoes and fossil bones. Because the ocean doesn't destroy the weak-he devours the ones who dared to be strong.

Beneath a sky weeping gold, a cursed crew faces a nightmare that claws at flesh and soul alike. Bound to a ship that groans under ancient wrath, they confront winged horrors with too many eyes, feathers burning like embers, and madness seeping through their veins. As reality fractures and terror consumes, survival becomes a desperate struggle against something beyond death-a presence that watches, waits, and unmakes. This is a visceral journey into the depths of fear and despair, where every breath is heavy with blood and gold, and every heartbeat echoes with the whispers of the doomed. If you dare to sail with them, beware what falls from the sky-and what stares back with endless eyes.

The Best of Everything I Did Wrong is full of heartbreak, mistakes, and messy feelings, the kind of moments I've lived through and still think about. If you've read Her Favorite Mistake, think of this one as famil... let's just say they're connected, related, two sides of the same story (not really but yeah) about love, loss, and everything in between. These poems and pieces are drawn from my own life, my own choices, the words I wish I'd said, and the lessons I learned the hard way. I hope you enjoy and yeah... HAVE FUN 😊

Free-verse poems I've written whilst visualizing the greeneries and clear rivers :3

"People think the devil is the source of all evil... but what if the devil was born among us? Not from fire - but from a mother who died giving birth to him, and a father who saw him only as a curse. A child who never knew love, only insults, pain, and silence. But when that child runs away from his personal hell, he doesn't find light. He begins a new path... one darker than anything the devil himself could imagine."

Poetry ish, metaphors of real feelings

A reflective letter from a soul that sees too much and feels too deeply ,a journey through pain, understanding, and self-compassion.

Nights of chaotic thoughts

A journey through the aching memories of a love both intense and fleeting. It captures the passion, the raw intimacy, and the vulnerability of two souls intertwined, painting an unforgettable picture of moments now lingering only as whispers. Each line is a blend of desire and heartbreak-a love that once burned brightly on the canvas of their bodies, captured in moments of sensual connection and the sweet ache of vulnerability. Now, with her absence casting a shadow, the narrator is haunted by the bittersweet memories, longing to relive every touch and rekindle a love he knows he may have lost. Brace yourself for a piece that explores the beauty of connection, the pain of loss, and the haunting echoes that remain when love fades away.

Radhika Sharma is a kind and gentle woman caught between her hope for someone from her past and the marriage her family has planned for her. Raghav Dixit, a confident and successful businessman, meets her as a suitable match chosen by their families, who trust each other deeply. While the meeting seems formal and polite, Radhika hides her inner struggles, and Raghav senses there's more to her story. With expectations and pressure from their families, they both find themselves at a crossroads, unsure of what the future holds for them.

She laughs like nothing matters. But inside - it's war. A story about a girl who feels too much in a world that numbs everything. Not a fairytale. Not a tragedy. Just the truth - raw, quiet, burning.