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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.

I write to let go of heavy thoughts, to lighten my heart, because life is short and writing helps me feel free. There is no connection to each story just my overwhelming emotions at time or past experiences

She smiled. She obeyed. She stayed silent. Everyone thought they knew Sasha - quiet, normal, unbreakable. But even the calmest hearts bleed the loudest truths. In a city full of noise, she carried her pain alone, hiding it behind perfect silence... until the silence finally cracked. A raw, aching journey of trauma, survival, and the people who pull us back from the edge

I grew up quiet - not because I had nothing to say, but because no one ever listened. "These are the quiet moments I never said out loud - memories, realizations, and pieces of healing written in motion." Notes on Life & Movement is a series of reflections told through journal-style prose and poetry - tracing survival, softness, and self-discovery. Each volume explores a different part of healing: the heart, the past, and the quiet moments in between. This isn't about pity. It's about remembering. About hearing the child I once was and telling her, "You made it." Volume 3 is coming soon!!!! Written in motion, signed in peace-Ciara 🚫 Copyright Notice: This story and all related entries belong to Ciara Miles. Please do not copy, repost, translate, or reproduce any portion of this work without permission. Sharing links is welcome - copying text is not. © 2025 Ciara Miles. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except for brief quotations used in reviews or articles. "Notes on Life & Movement" and all related entries are the original creative property of Ciara Miles. Written in motion, signed in peace. - Ciara Miles

Hi, I'm Ciara - I write about motion, memory, and healing. "These are the pieces of me that never made it into conversations." Notes on Life & Movement is a series of reflections told through journal-style prose and poetry - tracing survival, softness, and self-discovery. Each volume explores a different part of healing: the heart, the past, and the quiet moments in between. If you've ever felt unseen but kept going anyway, you'll find yourself in these pages. 🚫 Copyright Notice: This story and all related entries belong to Ciara Miles. Please do not copy, repost, translate, or reproduce any portion of this work without permission. Sharing links is welcome - copying text is not. © 2025 Ciara Miles. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except for brief quotations used in reviews or articles. "Notes on Life & Movement" and all related entries are the original creative property of Ciara Miles. Written in motion, signed in peace. - Ciara Miles

These pages hold my quiet storms and restless thoughts. My doubts, my joys, my contradictions-unpolished, unedited, and entirely me. A diary of the self I rarely show, inviting anyone willing to listen. Unedited and untamed, it is me, in all the ways I can't say aloud.

What if silence wasn't absence... but memory with its breath held? Soulbook is not just a collection. It's a poetry book with a heartbeat - echoing stories too soft to speak, and too sacred to forget. Between pauses and prayers, between the echo of his name and the absence of his voice - these verses were never meant to impress. They were meant to release. It's about a girl who stayed. A boy who chose silence. And a love that returned through paper and ink when even God whispered, "Write." If you've ever loved without being held, if you've ever spoken through silence - this book already knows your name. Because some stories aren't meant to be told. They're meant to be felt.

dedicated to the one that sits in the dark as a getaway. written in my teenage years, kiss my cuts captures adolescence in its rawest form. first loves, self-destruction, longing, anger, and the ache of wanting to be understood before understanding yourself.

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 😊

These letters are raw. They bleed. They rage. They whisper. They scream. Because how do you unlove the man who hung the stars in your sky... but also shattered your entire world? This is not a story of fairytales. No prince will come. No magic will heal. Because the king - the father she once adored - poisoned the apple. And now... all that's left is a girl trying to unwrite her love for him. Read Ada's letters - if you dare.

The rain hasn't stopped in hours, and neither have the words they're both scared to say. Meddie's done pretending she can handle everything alone, but Jayden isn't ready to let her go-not yet. Every look between them is loaded, full of things left unsaid. Can they survive the storm outside if they can't survive the storm between them? This is a Little Short Story... hope you enjoy :)

The war has started, the world is far from peaceful. Magic feels different-darker, heavier, and full of secrets no one wants to face. Families are hiding the truth, friendships are breaking, and every step forward reveals something more dangerous. In the middle of all this stand Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter. Two boys who were never supposed to get close, yet can't seem to stay away. Their connection is messy, intense, and full of emotions they don't know how to handle. And around them? Chaos. Old rivals start acting like something more. New bonds feel a little too strong. Twisted love triangles appear everywhere,jealousy, tension, and complicated feelings that spark even more trouble. Nothing is simple. Everyone has secrets. And every choice comes with a price. This is a story about obsession, betrayal, and a love that can either save them... or destroy everything.

🏆 Winner of first place Ummah Awards For best short story. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• In a quiet, reflective moment, a soul reaches out to God not with anger, but with quiet confusion and a longing heart. Through fragmented thoughts and raw honesty, the narrator questions why God seems to care for others but not for them. As memories of pain, loneliness, and a desperate desire to be seen surface, the story gently explores faith, abandonment, and the aching beauty of wanting to be chosen too.

Just the typical 'raw depressed' emotions of a kid forced out into the big bad world. P. S. Am usually an optimist person, but there are times in life when u just can't take it anymore and look for an escape. For me poetry is that escape. What's yours?

Raw Emotion of trust and distrust. The fear of staying or going after being hurt.

Enlightened Mates isn't just a collection of poems-it's a journey into the raw, unfiltered thoughts that make us who we are. It's about those moments when everything inside you feels like it's colliding, but somehow, you keep moving forward. This is for the ones who've loved and lost, for the ones who've been broken and rebuilt, and for the ones who can't shake off the voices in their heads. It's messy, it's chaotic, and sometimes it's hard to look at. But each word here is a reflection of something real. So, dive in, but don't say I didn't warn you-it's not always pretty, but it's always honest.

An unspoken ache encrypted in verse - where understanding is not claimed, but proven through pain.

Old-school love where silence heals and presence speaks louder than words.

I didn't write this to impress anyone- I wrote it because I had no other way to let it out. This is a piece of my overthinking, my soft sadness, and the version of me that people don't often see. I don't always speak my feelings, but I write them-quietly, emotionally, messily. If you've ever felt too much and stayed quiet, maybe these words will feel like yours too.

She counted every step to the bridge... each one heavy with silence, sorrow, and scars. He found her at the edge, not to love her, but to save her. Two souls, stitched together by pain, walk a path of healing and heartbreak. In a world that tried to break them, will hope take its final breath... or learn to breathe again?