Spilledink Stories

Countless words trapped inside, waiting to be felt. Dive into the emotions I've held back- the love, the loss, the pain, the plight and maybe you'll find your own words hiding here too. Welcome to the world of 'Words I Held Back' where silence speaks louder than anything.

For every soul that has loved, lost, and still believes in healing. ❤️

I never fell for your words. I fell for your silence your kindness and the spaces where I thought love was quietly growing. Perhaps that was my greatest mistake Mistake your ordinary for something my heart believed was extraordinary.

A collection of poems and late night thoughts, from the brain of a girl who has clearly lost her head.

a short collection of scattered imagination verbalised into words. a love story in different parts. ©️ all poems belong to me. - cover: honeysuckle illustration from vectorstock - i do not own any of the pictures in this book. HIGHEST RANKS - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 🌼 #1 in puisi 🌼 #2 in poesie 🌼 #7 in sajak 🌼 #8 in prose

the cracks on this cup still remains, its stains still unwashed.

A series of poems I wrote beginning in eighth grade and spanning until... now.

You planted sweet kisses on my skin, then dragged a cold blade across the surface. You poured the finest grains of salt on my wound, then left me all alone. --- Hello, welcome. Here is where I spill my thoughts.

love me star-boy, whispers the moon-child.

Poems I've written and photos I've taken all to remember a specific moment in time

A mess of my star thoughts that I couldn't quite fathom into constellations.

This book is a beautiful collection of short stories . This book will be a roller coaster ride for you , so hold on to your seats it's going to be an epic ride . Just relax yourself, get in your bed drink some hot choco and enjoy this book feel and imagine every story in this book. HOPE YOU LIKE IT ❤✌

Give me the sun and I'll ask for the moon (poetry about nature).

A collection of handwritten poetry. ╱ ❁ It's easier to write, letting the silence of the black ink filling the empty space. As the wind blow, I take another breath to let go of everything. Let I fall in love again, and laugh.

a short rant about loneliness

Inspired by Lang Leav and Nikita Gill style of writing, Spilled Heart is collection of my own prose, poetry, musings, thoughts, microfiction, and other form of written words, as I take on the challenge to write for 365 days. I hope I could make it without skipping a day. Join me in this journey! And vote me if you like it. :) All Rights Reserved. © 2016 Cynthia Go

To the man who taught me that it's possible to fall in love twice.