Softwriting Stories

In a city that's forgotten how to feel, one woman spends her nights listening for hearts that have gone silent. A story about connection, memory, and the quiet magic that lives in all of us. 🌙

When love turns into distance and silence becomes comfort, healing is the only thing left.

This is not a guide. Not a rescue plan. Not a "how to be okay." This is a love letter to the ones who almost disappeared. A collection of raw, poetic chapters written like whispers in the dark. If you've ever felt too heavy, too soft, too broken to be here... this is for you. STILL HERE - A Soft Survival Series is not about being healed. It's about choosing to stay anyway. From Pappii, with softness.

🌾 Fragments of Me - Chapter 1: The Rice Wet with Mist Between past lives and memories that refuse to fade, a woman begins to remember... Without knowing exactly where the images come from, she relives emotions, scents, glances, and scars - as if her soul had left traces through time. Taken in silence, many women were never given a voice. This is the story of one who chose to remember. And to write. By Jangmi L.

A quiet poem about feeling lost, and how folding one small paper crane can become the first step toward healing ❤️‍🩹

A quiet kind of love, the kind that lived in glances, silences, and the fragile space between right and wrong. He was never mine, but he gave me something I still carry: a place that felt like home. These are the letters I never sent. To the man who changed everything, without ever staying long enough to catch me when I fell.

Not every heartbreak comes with goodbye. Sometimes, it just ends quietly with a message left on read or with no calls just silence. She loved him deeply, and he almost loved her back. Between the late night talks, the soft promises, and the slow fading away, she learned that even "almost love" can teach you how to heal. How to love yourself. Almost Loved Me is for anyone who has ever stayed too long, waited too much, hoped on someone unsure or loved too deeply. It's not a tragedy, but a reminder that even half-love can leave you a "whole" lessons behind.

A quiet day told in three parts. Morning alone. Afternoon with someone who stays. Night with someone who never fully arrives. This isn't a love story. It's the shape of being seen - or almost seen - across the hours that ask for nothing, and still take everything.

A gentle, hopeful story about finding light again after difficult days. When Maria meets an old man in a park after the rain, a quiet conversation changes how she sees life, love, and herself. A Day After the Rain by Speedy_Nidi - a short read that warms the heart and stays with you.

She writes about a girl. A girl who bloomed once. And now folds herself into poems, hoping someone will finally read her whole.

𝓅𝑜𝑒𝓂𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒. 𝒶 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝒻𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈, 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓈, 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃. 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉. 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝑒𝒻𝓉 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔. 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝒷𝓎 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒. 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

When Alyson returns to her grandparents' house to help settle what's left of it, she finds herself standing inside seventeen years of memory; both tender and unkind. The walls remember her laughter, the air carries the rhythm of her grandparents' routines, and every object seems to wait for her to finally notice what's changed. In her dreams, Joe appears softer and attentive in the ways he never was when they were younger. Waking up from them feels like forgetting a language she once knew by heart. When they meet again by chance, the conversation feels less like reunion and more like reckoning. Paint Stains is a quiet story about home, inheritance, and the parts of ourselves that remain even after we've outgrown the walls that shaped us.

This is a poem collection for your love interest, or something you'd like to read in the memory of them.. THANKYOU~ (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

Lost stories. Words lost in time and space.

A broken heart doesn't know how to stay silent. These letters were born from sleepless nights, heavy mornings, and afternoons where love kept hurting, even when it was already gone. This book is for the feelings we hid, the love we tried to protect, and the goodbye we still wish we could rewrite. Each letter is an attempt to heal, to remember without breaking... while a small but stubborn hope imagines that maybe destiny will find its way back again. "Letters for a Certain Someone" isn't about just one person... it's about all the people who once meant the universe to us, even if they never knew it.

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.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ ══════════════ ✧ 𝓪 𝓼𝓪𝓯𝓮 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓳𝓸𝔂, 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓯𝓽𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮. 𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟

A collection of raw reflections and soft grief. For the ones who were never really children-and now don't know how to be adults. Part diary, part poetry, part emotional release. Read like you're holding something delicate. 🤍

These aren't poems. They're just letters i never sent. Written on nights when it hurt too much to say things out loud. Maybe he'll never read them. And maybe that's okay. But i'll keep writing until it ends - until he gets married, or until he tells me to stop. I guess this is how it feels to love someone who isn't yours. - Rivienna